aching blue

    
twin pools disengage and reflect  
they mirror each other  
within thoughts of passion  
 
blood stirs and stances are taken  
with a long look back  
tawny locks slowly turns  
then walks forward  
 
leaving aching blue  
to ponder feelings  
within her heart's deepest chambers  
 
the answers lie inside  
but she doesn't see them  
matching soul's flame blown by the wind  
almost winks out  
 
so with an up cast face  
ocean beseeches the heavens  
call back the tides of feeling  
that confuses  
 
amber's moon controls the seas of emotion  
it is in her nature to bring  
the ocean into submission  
 
tides threaten the shores of contentment  
with a powerful pull of the moon  
the seas are mesmerized  
 
azure waters are at last calm  
in the cove of enlightenment