A Boy With Roses

Blue Unlucky

In the green of the ionosphere I breathe in the light of the aura. You are my weakness. You pull me closer to the edge. You infect me like a virus. 
How can I go on? How can I go on knowing the pain lives deep in me? Sleeping in clouds of mundane drudgery.
Surrender yourself. Surrender yourself to the pull, into the flow of the vivid night. 
I am blue unlucky. I tried to change my ways. I looked into the distance and seen better days in that far and treacherous beyond. I looked into the distance and seen better days in the eyes of a lonely song 
I cross thin lines, I say I am fine when I am aching inside. I don\'t want to hit you with my burdens, so I evade the intrusive questions. Two eyes meet in the glaze of a stare, in pink and blue skies of pleasure. I can see the sun on the horizon of a new dawn. Meaningless words in a love poem. The eyes retract and by chance I am free. Enthralled by the delight of life. 
Surrender yourself. Surrender yourself to the pull, into the flow of the vivid night.