A reverie.

I'm drowning in a reverie

of me drowning,

Fondling in her lukewarm embrace

It's ecstatically blue

And tragically pristine

Like she is my home and I'm her child.

Her chasms are undiscovered,

Her floors are out of touch

I'm terrified to look past the blankness

Blackened with all shade of blacks

But my weightless body is unfazed

like an unfinished poetry

to be dissolved completely in ink

Or to die out in mere thoughts.

I keep on drowning in my consciousness

shedding off my soul at the shore

Of my reality where the sun is not bleak

and the world is every shade of winter

But blue.