Black and Blue

Black and blue: colors can combine to meet
the grip of love unbound by lonely fears.
The pattering sounds of blind hearts and feet,
guided by a deluge of sea-salt tears.

Eyelids close against the false hopes of my
designs on your time-bruised, semi-clenched heart.
Onward I plunge, dragging away from shy
smiles, and towards the salt sea that must not part.

Divide by divide, the waters slosh out
of ducts used to abusing exercise.
Eyelash grips cheek, lips dribble into pout,
I careen from blind hope to knowing cries

You must be mine, with your eyes upon me.
Squeeze out the salt, float away on love’s sea.