I Am Blue

February 21, 2008
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I am immersed in senses,
the pebbles cold as ice
to my bare feet,
and a brisk wind about.
I am envisioned with the
swirling mists around
our great Earth,
and I take a sharp breath
when the snowy mountains
come into view.
I can't breathe
the beauty binds me,
a single tear,
drops from my pale cheek.
I know there is
always calm before the storm,
all this truth I see
in the endless passion
of his blue eyes.

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