Today I am Indigo Blue
Soft, Raw, Pliable,
In your hands my mate.
I am Vapour
I am Water
I am seeping thro’ your veins …
Rising with the heat,
Blowing to the north,
Falling at your feet again …
Sometimes I smile,
Sometimes I cry,
Sometimes I’m struck numb by words
Drumming my fingers,
Speechless, Listless,Thoughtless
Some twisted memories …
The tight corners of your mouth,
The firmness of your fist,
The white crisp borders of your shirt …
With bent heads we think,
Of the sorrows we create
(I am tired of this pain)
It Slices my skin,
It Chills my bones,
It Flashes deep red …
And so,
You are forgiven for that shove
Forgetting, why it was meant,
Glad to be lesser of the two …
The Artist 
Poignant.
Thanks for stopping by…