Into the Blue (Part VII) – I leave you now

Don't apologise my Angel you were not to know

That from highest peak I would fall so low

You do not see your beauty, your modesty much too strong

I was simply foolish to imagine you would be mine all life long

Come on let us end this in a much more welcome place

My last chance to celebrate your beauty and your grace

But how do I say goodbye

When all I see is that smile upon your face

Do we run rings round Saturn

Do we pluck stars out of the sky

Do we put underwear on over trousers

And pretend that we can fly

So long I have pondered on suitable farewell

For fear of being thought crazy there was no one I would tell

But perhaps just years of grieving over a love that's lost

Is a simple sign of madness that friends know all to well

I wish I had been stronger when you told me I was done

And walked the miles to to face you and prove I was the one

But shattered mind and body

Put clouds upon the sun

Yeah, I know the Wolf is restless but he is happy by your side

Like me, he sees your beauty, you know, the beauty deep inside

He has spoken to me many times and dragged me from pits of hell

He has forever told me 'If you feel it you must tell.'

That's pretty much the reason why we sit here now

Why I imagine the Blue as a place we can sit and talk

It's the only way I can leave you

And shed final tears and hold your hand as we walk

Why are you thanking me, the Blue is not a gift

The Blue is just a place that is known to me and you

Though wondrous is its colour and undiscovered hue

We must sit upon our bench before gift I give to you

Wow, the bench, memories flooding back only drowned by flowing tears

How I mourned and grieved for so, so many years

I feel again that moment

When I first saw you appear.

The gift I give you is sitting by your feet, tears not yet run dry

Nuzzling at your shins and looking up into your eyes

The Wolf is my spirit and in my foolish way

I hope that it will find its way into your mind one day

I suppose it is my last chance to try and make you see

That there was more to me than you'd thought there'd be

My last chance to let you know how much I loved you

And the things I'd do for you

Well it's nearly time my Angel, the Blue I must leave now

You are welcome to seek its pleasures the Wolf will be your guide

Just embrace the thought that a spirit searches tirelessly for you

And if the Wolf speaks to you please listen, what he says is true.

OK, one last look at you one last touch of your hand

A gentle kiss on cheek, Oh God for a magic wand

Oh, if you should ever hear the Wolf howl and there is no moon to be seen

Please take him to the bench and squeeze him tight so no one can get between

Ooh! It tingles, well I'm back in world less Blue

I'm sure I've done the right thing, what else was there to do

I have a different life to lead, one that is without you

Must focus on reality and face the fear of love untrue

I will take upon me now the Eagle

I will try to soar above it all

And put you to the back of mind

And just hope the Wolf will tell you

About the time you made me feel more than ten feet tall.

The Into the Blue poems are dedicated to anyone who has

given their heart to someone and watched that person give

their heart to someone else. The grief is so very real.

© Steve Ellis (IntotheBlue) 2012