Waves of vibrantly charmed,
peaks and lows,
tuned to souls upon souls.

Through the ears,
humming and drumming,
these sensational mellows.

Vibrating to their highs,
opening my eyes,
to what i love,
and know.

Coating the contoured edges of my lips,
A small tilted corner,
reveals a smile.

Velveted swatches,
as each swipe of color,
brightens,
a whelved style.

Hold me still,
enclose me,
against your skin,
warming me like a blanket

I’m cold,
out of control,
shivers burst beneath my spine,
bones,
firm and strong,
feel weak in time

Who will carry me,
future me,
me as in a girl…
who can’t even see a week.


Frantic i am,
uncertain about it,
what feels like an unraveling curtain,
this girl is hurtin’
buried,
in her desertion.