Tyrrhenian Blue

tyrrhenian blue

to me you are blue,

that is the way I see you,

from the grotto below,

to the lemon lined hedgerow,

in the warm swim up to you,

reflecting off the rocky mountaintop,

as blue as the sea that surrounds you,

enchanting Tyrrhenian blue.

entrancing magical pull,

mesmerizing garden of Eden,

languishing in the shade of the vines,

dreaming a philosopher’s dream,

trapped in the allure,

pulled like Axel Munthe.

cast in the vibrations of the spell,

captivate and heal my body,

undefined sexuality,

spirit of free love,

running in the pure fragrant air.

to me you are blue,

a blue that defines you,

unlike the sky a constant blue,

a rocky precious jewel.

oser, vouloir, savoir, se taire,

the motto of the Sphinx,

the world of four beasts,

dare, want,  know and be silent,

in you, I find light and truth.

a tiny infinite island of one,

bathing in the clay we were fashioned from.

eating the wild boar,

keep me keep me make me want more,

brought to the ancient ruins,

gathering on the ocean floor.

answer my question with a question,

I see in shades of blue,

tyrrhenian blue,

the answers in truth,

on Capri bury me.