Blue rust

I’ll find you in the midst of it all.

Among the coloured hedges, waiting.

There you will be,

In your perfect form;

Telling me with a glance, don’t wait.

But I in all my mad intentions

Cruelty’s own child, shall wait.

For the blue in your eyes

Has turned a shade of rust;

And I see you break away.

As my eyes look up,

Broken moulds left to dust

I, fold and wait.

For the sky fades to grey.

Image inspired- Blue rust (Pinterest)


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