In blue

She wants to be a tree she tells me

When she dies

I picture myself in the shade beneath her branches

Perhaps the green light that seeps through her leaves was meant for me

When our bodies grow too frail for the world

We will lie down in the forest we created

White hairs embracing the lady slippers

Our dirt will feed their children

The hot red in her face when our eyes met

I thought that was love

A blood rush

A chemical equation

But when I held her hand

It was blue like the first light of dawn

Blue like the pretty little veins in our wrists

All just estuaries, leading back to her

I love her in tidepools

In the deep blue

In the rise and fall

In the icy permanence of the sea

I love her in the sound of breaking waves

In pounding rain

Her white noise melody

Resounds forever in my head