traces of strawberry sorbet imprint on my torn lips, the sparkling rush of warm frost ensnare my senses in a cataclysmic embrace

sinking into my skin, i sense your presence in my bones, planting a garden of midnight hyacinths in the flaws and fragments of my being

cherry champagne whispers secrets in the back of my throat, drowning my tongue and teeth in the fantasies you submerge me in, a tidal wave of ink tracing sonnets on my collarbones and prose on the tips of bitten fingernails

sunsets burn in your eyes, a harmony reflecting millions of fireflies exploding in a gaping abyss like the structure of all the galaxies have crumbled, what a delicious ruin i see mirrored
in that intoxication

i drink up the shards of golden light your silhouette speaks of, a mosaic of shattered heaven playing across those august kissed features and honeydew angles, snowflakes of dust grasping the ends of your deepened eyelashes  

a lifetime of realities, your voice breathes in my ear, all of my teased nerves dancing like wind in the grass, the dewdrops of your promises the finest of jewelries

darling, i can't get enough of the way you make me feel

you are all my kaleidoscope delusions