This is cobalt as sensual,
Iridescent calmly saturating,
Moon as jealous feline eye,
To permeate indefinite bloom,
Equate the tidal bending with that of purring,
A royal hum to flush the salty sea,
Perhaps to chase the strings of foam.
This is cobalt as visual,
Arduous plea from the omnipotent sky,
Stars shape the wonderment,
Blue sinuous taste through clouds,
Silhouette of eternal watcher,
A vision from a child’s eyes,
Her window a crystal clear storybook.
(C)Christopher E. Vaughn