journeying she swims through
half-open dreams of sleep
aqua-blue water in her hair
salt on her lips and mountain air
indigo droplets dress her body
with a splash of purple panic
and she runs through smoke-filled
party sounds of women and men
small-talking their fictions
black rock watches and weeps for her
as the white night (moonlight) is in pursuit
and the water is longing for her to return
to drench her body in the aqua-blue
and indigo again
she stumbles and she falls but
the waves catch her gently
as she drinks in the sight of
all the aqua-blue