how do i explain away,
the mahogany fingerprints,
that embroider my neck,
the violet kisses,
that turn from blue to purple to green and yellow?
how do i make you stay,
when you are the thin white lines on my body,
that i always let you cross?

i don’t think you understand,
what it’s like to be filled with words,
and daydreams ,
and colors that flood your mind,
i don’t think you quite grasp,
how difficult it is,
to talk to someone who feels in black and white,
when my feelings,
are an art palette of unwanted paints.

my soul,
is eternally stained,
by ethereal moments,
soft butterfly kisses,
that never happened between us,
and yet my fragile wings,
though tainted by your touch,
still flutter onto your fingertips,
because i’d rather you hurt me,
than give someone else your love,
i stay and i adore you,
with all the emotion left in my mutilated heart,
and you bruise my mind,
while we drift apart