blue

you touched me blue
.

you held my hand in your silken grasp
and you touched me blue.
look at my fingers.
blue still lingers there
a shimmering and fading trail of your warmth
they ebb and rise with each breath of mine

.

in this grey world
i follow your footsteps
tiny blotches of blue
in a barren landscape.
as my shadow falls there
flowers bloom -
blue flowers, blue flowers everywhere.

.

tiny birds
bring your news
in blue parchments.
i read your words in the evening sun.
slowly
a song arises from the blue flowers

.
slowly
stars rise up in the sky,
each straining to hear our song
.

slowly
the stars turn blue
.

and slowly
the night turns blue