I've always loved the colour blue.

Forget-me-nots, though there might be few,

Soap bubbles catching the light,

Or when the clouds break at twilight.

They're all flares in those ocean eyes. 

But from my thoughts the grey fog flies

And all that's left is me feeling blue

As the sky cries for you.

It cries for me too,

For I've never seen that infinite hue. 

I've never met you with the true blue eyes.

Even if I did, I wouldn't recognise.

For in this world of lies upon lies,

Even your blue would be clouded by demise.

I've looked the devil in the eyes,

I've been a victim of his crimes.

Now I see his dark in every eye.

But there's hope for you and I

That the hush between the waves is not a reverie,

But a not-yet-lived memory. 

One day when the  sun goes down

I'll be looking in your eyes

And I won't see the devil's lies.

I will see a silence made visible.

A calm that hides the storm.

-LénaCs