Aquablue

What could I say
That I haven't already said--
All those words
Running through my head.

The blood keeps running
Down through my vein.
My heart is heavy;
It's feeling the pain.

I opened my heart,
And I opened my soul,
But that westerly wind
Continued to blow.

It blew everything away
That I thought I knew.
There's nothing left now
But the aquablue.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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