'Out Of The Blue' Poem by NiQi Deveaux

Crisp blue eyes
On sun kissed skin
Calls and woos and beckons in
Drawing promises
Of passion deep
Until exausted falls asleep
So curious but
I don't dare dream
Of what will happen
In this scene
It's calm and cool
Collected still
You touch my hair
Until, Until
My sanity's bursting
At the seams
Touching all
My deep daydreams
Who would have thought
A poet's heart
Would tear my mind
Clean clear apart
A beauty lies there
Deep within
His breath now tumbling
Cross my chin
I catch my breath
But it's too late
The locks been broken
An my gates
He treads upon
My garden flowers
Threatening to
Release his power
His voice so whispers
In the dark
Who is this playing
In my heart?
Like warm winds gusting
Cross the plains
My ears waiting for
That dear refrain
All's left to do
Is let it go
It's all but lost
We know, we know....


N.S.D