shades of blue
                  
                  
                  the last dark before sunrise
                  pulls away from old snow, etched 
                  with whorls that wend in drifts like snakes
                    the tracks of ghosts and the wind
                  muted as veins
                  
                  blued shadow washes over other colors
                  the snow--ocean and desert
                    waves and dunes that reach the sky
                  and blend--is caught by the tide
                  
                  of your eyes
                    lake deep and filled with midnight
                    unfathomed
                  i inhale sapphire
                    and dive
                  slow circles ripple the surface
                  then drown