and i saw her eyes
drained
of their blue

blue washed away

like dirt
like love
like the tears that rinsed her eyes

robbing their azure kingdom
stealing its treasures
leaving only the pale

blue that makes you sad
sad because it longs to be more
not a pale content with its lack of saturation
a pale that cries out for color

and finding none
knows only to continue
hoping against despair

a light in the darkness
a pale blue

cold like the skin of a corpse
of a thing once living
now only a shattered fragment
of what it once was:

Beauty

all
washed away by a river of tears
unending
until the Blue had all washed away
and Life deserted those pale eyes

and their bearer
undeserving of the grief that robbed her
undeserving of the litany of Man
of Woman

of Pain