Open Blue

Out on the open blue
with nothing but time to lose
waiting for the storm to brew
out on the open blue
to whichever direction
the intangible winds
may blow us through
with troubled frolics
to late-night brawls
leaving her aisling
of a tepid touch
as the cold
froze her to his clutch

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