Titanic Blues
An historical voyage into deep blue yonder,
Frigid icebergs waiting in distant fog.
Backlashes the blue Atlantic Ocean,
immortal dreams of Rose and Jack Dawson.
"I am flying" ! , she exclaimed to the blue-eyed boy,
as their euphoric kiss electrified the briny air.
Pounding in the couch, laid the nude blue sapphire,
as our souls got seduced in dazzling desire.
Snuggling in warm breath of red rose petals,
he succumbs underneath a cold blue sky.,
A blue moon love story...
Survives eternal time, in silent stealth....
Death drowns all, the flash of arrogance and wealth.
11th January,, 2019
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