color ceased to exist

 

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Blue

 

a whistle blows

March winds

carry your spirit

waves bow, welcome you

moms and calves

breaching

learning

playing

b e i n g

 

I wandered the shoreline

sea shells crusty under

naked feet

toes tickled by waters

wanting to dance

 

you moved in burnt orange

I lived in hot pink

we thought the sapphire of the sea

might be our compromise

 

we walked

c l o s e r

I could almost feel

your kiss against

my waiting soul

 

and then your breath stopped

and my heart screamed black

the winds began to howl

and the whales were still

 

and for a time

color ceased to exist

 

© I (Spy) Love Lynda Filler

 

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