Blue

Thin soft skin over a vast blue and green ocean

Unseen and hidden, hibernating underneath 

I can almost hear the waves crashing against the barrier that blocks them, 

The water swirling in whirlpools, riptides, and forbidden thoughts 

I poke at the sand that surrounds the skin covered pools of blue and green

It squishes beneath my fingertips and I smile 

Deeply in the dark 

It is warm to the touch as if the sun is coming up through the underside of 

The small grains that cover its surface

Pebbles scatter across the grain adding a raised texture to the sun dried sand 

I poke again harder this time 

Poking at the thin soft skin that vails the ocean and the sun that I long for 

I hear a sound a low growl 

Complaining and disturbed

Coming from the darkness that surrounds us 

Your eyes flutter open, tired and your lips part,

Rolling over onto your side to pull me closer 

And kiss my cheek 

I feel the warmth of the sun flow into me 

And I am whole again