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14th
July
2008
July
2008
Fading into Blue
She: she I see; woman standing in a sunset.
As she stands, I am enamoured.
As enamoured as she is glamoured.
Lines of divides of spiderwebs; her hair
framing her picture in a stop-still
fraction of time.
Warm electric fires of blue are her sunset mascara.
Lips so blue
Eyes so blue
Egg stained, passions written and marked.
Where will she go?
Where will you go from here?
Captured.
She: she I see
Mirrored by my attentions,
Lost and jailed by my affections;
Alone.
Hair midnighted, hair darkened:
Fading into blue.