Rusty and blue.

There's rust in your eyes

that once shined true

you're no longer the horizon

in your autumn blue.

I see you falling

while the moon appears

my thoughts are calling

where you disappear.

The lighthouse at the edge

of the sea

watches your shadow 

move above water

following the moonlight

over the horizon.

Were you ever near?

I stand in silence

a tear in my eye

the sea is still.