Blue

Say it's your song
and you won't be wrong.
It's inherent in a life
that slices with its knife
through your black middle:
it only hurts a little.
Close your eyes,
see those signs,
turn away,
demons at bay...today,
series of shit,
a perfect fit,
like lust and heat,
a scared heartbeat.
But ignore me when I say
I want you where I lay.
From air that rasps my throat
to soft hands and a gentle note.
I am the in-between
of invisible and seen,
of love and hate,
of now or wait,
of up and down,
a smile, a frown.
If only you knew:
you make me blue.

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In a good way. :/