Sapphire blue

My love is like a sinking ship,
a beast that howl's in the night.
My heart a cemetery, a candid place to hide.
Small footsteps creep, as I sleep, knock on my bedroom door, I call, but no answer.
The rain spits in my face, I stand til it turns to waves, I stay, waiting.
I would have drowned happily,
the waters like sapphires
deep, dark, blue;
bruised.




Poetry by stef lai
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Written on 2020-07-14 at 22:04

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bibek adhikari The PoetBay support member heart!
love your use of imagery. ship, cemetery, footsteps, sapphire --- they work well.
2020-07-16