Wednesday, May 9, 2012

The Scent of Blue

Carpet in the dark,
Is quiet like you.
A soft plush hush,
Smelling like blue.

A static charge is hiding
Right behind your eyes,
If you became too grounded,
Would your gaze arc the sky?

Snow covered rocks
Mock softness with skill
But the aroma of blue,
Makes honest your thrill.

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