Grey Lady

In your skin, tones and sunsets pale to shades of grey a passing lonely ship sailing away, taking the breeze the sun and all that could have been, could have begun, with a billowed sigh, your eyes are closing like the ashes of regret like stoney diamonds, they cry... unset, closing like a large chest filled with pillioned memories and conquests now trapping everything inside catching the high tide let it spill clear and true all over me, over you wrap your sails tight opaque it's not too late for my breath to sail you high close your diamonds on the sky and sway in your tones of grey