Passive Blue,
A constant haze to distract,
Eloquence overlooked
But finally unleashed.
My silence is not broken by these words,
My vigil still standing –
But this fondness I never forget is
in the indented presence.
And when others turned away,
the Passive Blue was there
to offer a silent consolation
in the acknowledgement of my existence,
And a memory of my invisible years.
All this time there never was a
“Thank you” passed my lips
in fear of your response.
But the secret has been kept,
Tethered to the pages of my mind,
And now immortalised in these words,
For you,
Passive Blue.
