As a Scorpio who's well-intentioned
I will try to avoid your mentions
But I still will dream of you—
Little Virgo, sky/sea blue
Why sky and sea?
Well let me see. . .
What better way to describe thee?
As clouds aloft, thou art, thou art
So pure and soft, thou art, thou art
And when thou thinks of me unwell,
Thou art a maelstrom's swirling hell.
So sky and sea
Yes, those are thee
Yet wouldst not water describe me?
Unpredictably consistent
Sometime calming; oft persistent
And as water wears at coast
Seems I'm the one who wears you most
Sky and sea, sky and sea
Could it be they're meant to be. . .
An homage to our similar'ty?
Twins of cloth yet each a rar'ty?
Evidence that we are one?
No separation when out the sun?
Could it be the sky and sea
Are mostly you and mostly me?
Perhaps in our co-mingled blueness
We have found a vein of trueness
And as the sky turns orange and pink
And sea as dark as pitch
We turn ourselves from sea to sky
And follow that sunny niche
Oct 11, 2019
Oct 11, 2019 at 12:14 AM UTC
As a Scorpio who's well-intentioned
I will try to avoid your mentions
But I still will dream of you—
Little Virgo, sky/sea blue
Why sky and sea?
Well let me see. . .
What better way to describe thee?
As clouds aloft, thou art, thou art
So pure and soft, thou art, thou art
And when thou thinks of me unwell,
Thou art a maelstrom's swirling hell.
So sky and sea
Yes, those are thee
Yet wouldst not water describe me?
Unpredictably consistent
Sometime calming; oft persistent
And as water wears at coast
Seems I'm the one who wears you most
Sky and sea, sky and sea
Could it be they're meant to be. . .
An homage to our similar'ty?
Twins of cloth yet each a rar'ty?
Evidence that we are one?
No separation when out the sun?
Could it be the sky and sea
Are mostly you and mostly me?
Perhaps in our co-mingled blueness
We have found a vein of trueness
And as the sky turns orange and pink
And sea as dark as pitch
We turn ourselves from sea to sky
And follow that sunny niche
