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Oct 2010
Sleep,
A rest from all worries
But a phantom of your being
Haunts me even here

In the moments before peace
I hope for time away from thoughts of you
However I’m not that lucky
As my mind creates new worlds
A phantom of your figure appears.

On the rugby field
Cleats tight
Socks squeezing my calves
A familiar tension
I feel Lean, I feel agile, and I am dangerous
Sweat, blood, and dirt stain my skin
Euphoric nostalgia
The sun is high
A gentle breeze cools my back
And the sky….
The sky a familiar and foreign light blue
It is my dream game
I run, harder than ever before
Not even the demons of hell can catch me
But as I score, and turn around…
My world becomes empty, just a background
No people, no animals
Just a silhouette of your elegant form
Dancing in the breeze

Laying on the beach
The sun is setting on a perfect day
The sky is a bright vibrant orange
And the ocean…
The ocean a familiar and foreign light blue
Children’s laughter fills my ears
My body weak from swimming and games
I rest under the hot sun
Allowing it to fill my soul with joy
But when I stand to re-enter the gently rolling waves
No longer are there children
No longer do I hear their laughter
My world becomes empty, just a background
A background for the silhouette of your perfect being
Dancing with the shadow of mine

I stand now on rolling verdant hills
The breeze is refreshing after walking for hours
Birds of all color fly about
The sky has been a perfect, natural, boring blue
Only brought to life by the rainbow of birds
But as I blink the sweat from my eyes…
My world becomes empty, just a background
The sky now a familiar but foreign light blue
Setting the stage for your silhouette
The birds are all gone, but small black flocks on the ground
But with an explosion of fluttering wings
The black birds swarm, swirl, and fly into the sky
Only to form a silhouette of your enchanting soul
Dancing gracefully amongst my dream’s background
I watch, and wish that my being could join yours
Dancing in the sky of a familiar and foreign light blue

All these dreams invaded by a phantom
A mesmerizing silhouette
Dancing endlessly in the backgrounds of my dreams
Always something blue…
A familiar and foreign light blue

I awoke knowing one thing is true
Drawing from the familiar and forgien light blue
My feelings for you are on the rise
Cause the blue was from your beautiful eyes.
Written by
Colin Roberts
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