Sky blue sky.
Lip's color, when dead.
Eye's color, when beautiful.
Ocean's color, when still.
Fading barely blue.
She has let her garments fall.
She is spotless, clear, pure, blue.
Invisibly defiled, the light shines through.
Her fingers run through the grass;
Combing it like hair.
Removing the dust and grime.
Freeing my lungs, clearing my mind.