Blue

They were so blue

I followed her into that terrifying wood. Gentle at the touch, the outstanding debt roared in my eyes. I felt every leaf crunch beneath my stride. The pines became thicker and farther apart the deeper we delved. I looked on, but could only see the faintest fangs of light tearing through the forest ceiling.

My god were they blue

I felt beings move about us as we walked, wandering until I lost all but her voice.

The ocean was jealous

I felt something hard hit the back of my head. I was on the ground, looking up, but I couldn’t make sense of where up was in that wood. I felt a warmth come behind me, envelope me. A massive fur pelt was draped over me and then all was silent

My heart and soul were jealous

I heard laughter echo from the woods and then a single drop of water fell onto my head. Then another. Then downpour. I wanted to just lay there, forget everything. I doubt anyone would let me, but I could hope. I heard the laughter and rose to my feet. Shaking the fur of the water that had seeped into it, I wrapped it tight about me and walked deeper into the woods. I feared what I would find there, at the heart. But I fear of what comes before enough to push onward.

Those sapphire eyes of hers, they haunt me even now

There was a stool with hot coffee sitting on it. I passed it by, then saw it float and start to follow me. Finally I stopped and took a sip from the mug set beside the pot, enjoyed the heat, then carried off again. The downpour lightened into a drizzle. Now I knew I was getting close.

Her eyes were not windows, but open vistas overlooking the mountains at dawn

I could almost taste the earthy smells of food and fire. They were straddling wisps of smoke that came from a massive oak in the distance. As I approached, I heard the laughter cease. She was there, at the door, waiting for me. She smiled and I smiled back. But we both knew I could not cross that threshold then. I turned and waved goodbye to the ocean, for how long, I did not know.

I had only a sea of stars to follow back home.

If only I could hold her ocean blue, but then were mountains and sea ever connected, instead of split in two?

Nov. 8th 2014