Blue Dahlia

People move, in and out.
But my thoughts, they lean
only towards you.
Accordion swirls the air about.
But my lips, they tremor,
only for yours.
Conversation rushes and swells.
But my words, feel empty
lest you hear.
People are really just empty shells
without another, to fill the void
as you fill mine.
Our ocean, it tosses, swirls and turns,
our water may be muddy
but the love still churns.
The soul it years,
and our boat,
still afloat.

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