Blue eyes

The first drop of rain in my desert of mirages
And a downpour threatened to engulf.
As I felt the trickles run down my neck
I gazed deep into the oceans
Out of which poured the end of the trek.

And as the blue ignited a watery flame
I splashed my dry face just to feel the pain
To bathe in the sea and to move in the swell
Be surrounded eternally by your colour
But I lay desperate as the water thundered by.