Scenario 2 A Blue Scene. Poem by Marie Bliss

Blue energy, blue residue, blue smoke... and the memory lingers still... Great Write Marie! I'm totally hooked to theses scenarios... -Kelly. -Fade in... The morning sun breaks through a crack in the curtains, and shines down upon your face. The warmth and light fill you with a certain feeling, one that you can't quite place. You reach over to hold him, not expecting him to be gone. And your heart breaks wide open, as you keep on reaching on... The smell of him lingers- In the tangled sheets of your bed. The memory of his face, his eyes, burns deeply into your head. You can still feel his touch, on the most intimate places of your skin. And yet; there can be no doubt, that you will never seen him again. Fade in... Fade out.