Scattered Vapor (Blue Side of Pale Series)
Blue sky is a liar; her limits are blue
Her lies transmute fires that weld me to you
The sun brings to light every pigment we hide
Our surface perspires; misty deja-vu
The wind carries laughter, cool respite, rain’s scent
Nostalgia transpires; soil smelling of you
The earth turns away as my summer sun sets
Our shadows conspire to blend beyond view
To know is to love – is to hurt you, I fear
My love won’t expire; pain melds me to you
Whisper to the night, as blue-sky gathers lies
When your Bear retires, new moon guides us through.
Written for dVerse Poetry Form: Ghazal, hosted by Grace this week. Other poets have contributed here.