peace tattoo

writer of all things small;

i take my time with you and

cry unevenly. 

if there are trees that breathed upon

your subtle hair then let my neck 

retire, let me into your soul, whole.

pieces into one love affair of

shattered waitings for forevers

have started to appear on

our vacant walls.

we need more.

torn down to frowns with peeled

distances from every colored

shadow we defined; we 

decided to dance, so lets

fly.

colourless grief

colorful memories colourless handwriting; smaller dreams with distant heartbeats.

rolled into pieces and covered

with real course skin;

we abide by our truths and

sustain each fallen eyelash.

i am the sudden in your breathing 

particle dusted with velvet grief.

touch me in my pieces and

watch my feathers take off 

with my life long kiss.

lips.