Pale blue lightning

Running through splendid cities, I see your black velvety eyes everywhere I look. I don’t want to wake up. Your sweet madness is aching so much, so marvelous. I’m alive. I see the mad sea, waving, fading, and I wonder if it’s you, or is it the sea making me believe I’m sinking in your eyes. I’m covering in the love of our memories, as in a nightmarish I finally see the sunlight, the wine colors of daylight in summer. I face the horizon, the veils and the blurry clouds.. I no longer feel like myself, I forgot to know the sky and the star infused sea. Very delirious I think the skies are, and you are fading into pale blue lightning…