Blue.

censors and infuses her soul, 

my eyes fixated on the heart-wrenching hue they have cast upon

laden with azurean steel

the hump of notre dame - a heavy lingering burden.  

“Blue”.  

ocean Blue, sea Blue, 

aqua Blue, green-Blue, 

dark Blue, light Blue,  

strangling, 

                        suffocating, 

                                                struggling,  

yet in my snapshot of this Blue, 

i see: 

straggling patches of raven-black seep in, 

a rebellious solitude of the cloud of adolescence, 

a fading brown, audacious green, rosy pinks, and white ablaze. 

the intertwining hues cursing, beating, embracing

until the conflict for dominance resolves 

to a ravenous, starved, and chaotic mingle of tints, 

glass tinged with the faint light, 

an alluring sight crazed by a rustic antiquity. 

Blue. 

now just one of many, 

as i peer into the quivering irises through the frigid iron bars holding her hostage. 

Blue.