Poems from firepetal
To have our lips grow closer and then touch,
so we may feel each other.
(A prerequisite to tasting,
like fingers flirting with desserts.)...
I tear through the layers
immobilized suddenly
by the gust of chromaticism
I swallow reds, blues, and greens
Human frailty replaced by...
I flew straight into the center.
A ghastly little stream, influencing the earth
turning the flower petals gold
and the lake to ice,
just...
I used to swim in the dark pool,
like black ink, depthless,
it washed over me.
It painted me black
and I belonged.
Then I was washed to...
This heavy darkness encapsulates,
a blanket over the whole ocean,
a danger and a savior to bate
innumerable questions, all to be thrown in...