The color of blue that means leave me alone.
The one that says I am not well but am pretending to be.
The blue of her eyes but you call them turquoise
because no one that beautiful should feel ordinary.
The one that means I found a butterfly with broken wings
when I was a child and buried her beneath my bed
in a cedar box; I still hear her sometimes.
Your mother will warn you about the way
some men just have an aura.
When it’s the blue of the sea
before the eye of a hurricane forms,
she will say
run.
(via writingsforwinter)