Blue

I dared to look

in your eyes.

I dared

with an inevitable dare.

It was then I saw the blue,

the inevitable blue

of daylight.

And I wanted to see

them again,

see the blue again,

a second time,

a third time.

The dare became thirst,

an inevitable thirst

of clouds.

And the clouds

rained guilt,

an inevitable guilt

of blue.