Colors Fade Poem by Alyssa Long

His favorite color, blue
Stains my irises.
It casts itself
Unto my once white tunic

His aura, onyx
Bleeds from my eyes,
Soiling my once pink cheeks.
It seeps into the new rings
Set deep below my eyes.

His care for me, clear;
Though he never
Made it evident.

Into the green ocean,
My flesh falls, innocent and white.
The water splashes and lashes back
Revoking my entry,

And tries to throw me back to shore with rip curls,
Suppressing my array of arms and legs.
The ocean's frothy fingers collide
Against my equally alabaster skin.

All the while, the wind blew,
And all the while, I blacked out,
And no longer were my cheeks pink.
And no longer was it clear to me
That the ocean was green
Or that the sky existed.

Rather, all was black and white.
My flesh was ashen and pasty,
Still and floating
Face down.