The water is still a deep deep blue 
giant distant mountains are blue too
there’s a pretty wooden jetty
for me to sit on with you
in your light cotton dress
broad bands of blue

the sky is picture perfect blue
there’s an old rowing boat 
tied up too
it’s blue

your eyes are blazing iridescent blue
when I gaze into them 
I’m suddenly drowning 

cyanosed lips bruised blue 
blue finger tips 
touching you
cold with the bleak blue fear 
of no longer having you near

you knew

a chill wind blew an
icicle dart
straight through my heart
pumping vital red to sluggish dying blue

the world around me turns dread blue
I feel it mind and body through
like a heaviness I can’t escape
a smothering blue oppressive weight

on this warm picture perfect blue 
summer’s day 
sitting beside you
deep dark blue and frozen to a jetty pretty
above turbulent water dark deep blue
I discover your love is no longer true