A deep blue
blue of the congealed heart of
the sky,
a blue exhaling its breath
from the peacock’s plumage,
the blue that sprayed me with
laughter
each time I looked into your eye,
a deep disturbing blue.

It flowed like an endless rhythm
pulsating and throbbing,
the watery grave
carrying still corpses,
that burnt my
dream to mortal ashes.