I am writing

I am writing
for those eyes
blue, black, green
words befriended me
on the pages
in time, for years.

I am writing
stories of miseries
letters
broke as waters
built as rocks
tore me apart
fell off as pearls,
treasures lost
high in the sky
with a sigh
adrift in the sea.

I am writing
drowning in black and white
for the colorful hearts
yearning to be
found, sung and heard.