drink slowly from the ocean pure
and release its salt from her eyes
she will cup the sky with bare palms
and drench you with its enormity
fall into a deep cup of blue
drench herself she will through and through
the Blue Monsoon Coat wears she
wandering from heart to soul
find her once she will not leave
touch her body she will tremble
butterfly crumble
butterfly crumble
wafting from your skin
many stained blue memories of her
will linger ever more
such is she
~ Devotica,2008
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