Silver sky blue (something from paradise)

A shell washed up on the beach

Lonely, uncertain.

Your mystique is one of innocence

You're like something from paradise

Unaware of the illusions which surround you.

Unbelieving of your healing powers to some young

You go on, oblivious to who you are.

You can lightly feel the soft touch of supposed driftwood

Yet you think nothing of it,

It's simple, but meaningful to some.

Specifically some - lounging in lovely in the deep blue

To them it's heaven

Pure and untouched by evil.

Silver satin by your side

You have no idea how deep it is.

When you are gone

Be it only for a second

The clouds are bluey grey

Life isn't worth living

What is the point?

But then you return and a smile slowly spreads across my face.

But

You don't know.

You don't know the entirety of the truth.

If you did...

If you did, it would be beyond anyones imagination

Fulfil wildest dreams.

You are the sun

Without you I am cold

You light up my days and keep my heart warm.

But you have no idea

No idea what it could be like.

Palms brush softly...

So meaningful...

So special.

Awake...

If only that was so...

The future...

Would be expolsive dynamite

Coral blue and red.

Your smell is lacking it's true strength

Missing ingredients, yet sweet.

Your touch is silken and the depths are blue.