Asylum in the Wild Blue

Wild Blue

When the wind blew hollow

with a warning of impending guile,

and the sea was teeming

with the hue of a seeming wile,

I took asylum in the wild

blue,

ever following the wending clew,

tracing all the way from wild

blue,

to the mildly dreaming morning dew.

To desire like a child,

all the simple desperation of a screaming fire,

is the only song I know

in the key of your beaming smile.

 

When your gaze rose higher

to a view of demurring skies,

as they paled, feeling envy

at the style of your wooing eyes,

subtle teasing of the wild

blue,

and the heavens seem rather tame,

hardly pleasing as the wild

blue,

only yours are worthy of that claim.

Like the singing of a choir,

hallowed lyric worth defending with the fiercest pride,

bending knee, chorus bringing,

rise again with ev’ry new reprise.

 

When the dawn comes calling

and the stars are humming low,

and the wish I was dreaming

runs away like a melting snow,

cloak my spirit in the wild

blue,

an allure lighter than the breeze,

soak my body in the wild

blue,

an azure deeper than the seas,

beauty wilder than the flames

dancing hot upon the brazier of my secret name.

Just to see them as they wake,

is the wildest of the wishes I could ever make,

but till then I will watch them

soft at rest like a moonlit glow.

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