thanking you for the
stems that grew off our
past. we dedicated secrets
between us and triumphed over
the scented bamboo eyes.
because i wanted to write
on you so long and hardened
moments retire my collage.
you tampered with us and our
throats began to wreak of
human and machine
lock my bottomless
fire and the goddess in me
will bind you nestling
in the velvet of my eye.
stampede over these broken
sunflowers and burn the
edges with wings of gardens
dampened against green
viens. slower fangs to
keep our breathing necks
from multiplying.
stipulate our melancholy
machines and describe your heart
to my broken wrists;
maybe i’ll hear our ancient lives’
promises.
vivid your eyes unto my
scenic writing and delve deeper into our
cast away wedding song.
we kept our hearts still but our seas were
keeping their eyes Shut black.
i am wasted in your hearts
and you are waiting in my
forevers.
i feel darker than before
and your arms are lighter
through my layers.
beneath us;
we become avalanches
in colourless minds and
flavoured in scented opaque’s.
i am an on-going sentence
and your washed my ends with
your begging of new
beginnings.
I am our lower-case
Heart beat
