Mystic Blue
I think of you my ocean view,
my sweet sunrise,
my mystical moonlight blue.
I think of you all the time,
all the while
drowning in my sleep.
You drive me crazy
with your absence.
You drive me crazy
with your presence.
I love the chaos you bring,
leaves me incomplete,
open, breakable.
The less you give,
the more I want.
The more you give,
all I want.
I long for you
to roam into my soul
and make it your home.
I see your beginning.
I see your end.
I see your beauty and imperfection.
I see the light you have within.
Moth to your flame
I burn in desire,
cannot help but to follow
your glow,
a shimmering light
that leads me onward.
The days are long
but the nights are longer still
how I wish
I could get closer to you.
You make my heart cry
for the feelings you ignite inside,
you make me want to try,
you make me want to hide.
I can compare you
to the moon at night,
to the stars that shine so bright.
I can compare you
to the sun, the golden round,
a beautiful spring morning,
birdsong,
to oceans bluer than blue,
deserts vast and wonderful
but nothing really compares
to the picture you are to me.
You're all of those things and more!
A glorious silver moon
against the black of my mind,
an alluring mirage
in the desert of my heart,
stars in my eyes, a blinding sun
leaves sunspots on my mind.
My heart is blind,
stars illuminate
sweet fire, one desire
to woo the sun
as the moon blue.
I think of you
my darling muse.
©JMCole