midnight

you can't lose your teen simplicity
your plain knit cotton sweater
its colour the scent of violets
and ink blue midnight

rows and rows of childhood days
sleeves reaching for all things glittering
growing longer for the stars
in the deep blue sky of midnight

the cool warm feel of your collarbone
free in the scooped bateau
sailing on the deep dark ink blue
sea of midnight

your plain knit cotton sweater
you're slipping it over your head
smoothing your arms
in the deep blue ink of midnight



Vera Kelgart  (with self-healed Lemuria crystal)  2015