Blue Salty Hold

 I will

slip into

the blue

salt.

I will 

heal

and float.

My reflection 

is like

a covered

haze of 

ice with 

a shiny

metalic 

blue

haze. 

She needed

clean.

She needed

to be 

held.

The Blue

Salt 

spoke

to my heart.

I float 

at the gate

of your love

and as I slip

out 

of the blue

salt and

you

call my

name,

my distress

is calmed.

Blue Salty

reality 

holds on.

It holds

me.