Royal Blue

Take me out to that royal blue     
My eyes were always briny for you
Your words would cover my heart with your dew
And open were my eyes to the view

You drew landscapes of us in a sea of love
And navigable rivers my hands had become
And oceans of poetry that fit like a glove
And swollen were hearts on these boats that would come

My breath like wind fell choppy
Passing were rivers of doubt and nothing could stop me
High were the tides of your hope that was never rocky
Straight was the path to your heart, never winding

© Delia Ross. 2019

My heart wants what it wants. It doesn’t understand the who, the what, the when, the why, or the how. It just wants the now. I miss you.

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