Please stay

Can you see the Blue?

It's flowing from the

window frames,

pouring into the cool breese

that invites you to move. Away.

Can you see the Sun?

There are people who run, tireless,

from the colour that melts

from it's core.

They move. Away.

Can you chase the Blue?

It just lies there above your eyes.

You move.

Can you chase the Sun?

Yellow gaze that stirs the frame.

Can you ever sense the Truth?

Just linger on motionless

satisfied

Yellow strips of Sun

dancing above it all.

You reach. Please stay.

Luís Salzedas