Universe in Black and Blue

He set a blue flame in a rhyme:

A cradle full of fire,

To, once upon, a frozen time,

All dark clocks will aspire.

He set it; slowly crawling up

The blue flame, blue enchanting-

And pouring darkness in the cup,

He said: "... for you, my darling..."

She never thought it could be black,

Illusions were so blue...

And lost between the Tick and Tack,

Her eyes were loosing hue.

Her blood so blue, her eyes now dark

Black, empty, fading. Colorless.

Her mind just walking in the park

In blue and black. MonochromeEndless.

© 2010 Lith Ium

Wednesday, June 2, 2010