i tried to cry
to cry
in sundowns and nightfalls
in full moons and twillights
with eyes burning from the yesterday
bones crashing with every touch
and i hoped
you'd still be awake when i come
but
somehow
i was
always
late

Take me home
when i am mostly you
caged in a sunset memory

The sea breathes in
takes me inside
exhales you
and we never meet
again

Again
my blood runs
for the third time
since you
crying with a
pen in a field of dead daffodils
i am mostly me
still waiting home.

Your eyes
so
dark
so
vast
so
dazzling

The perfect
place for
my
poppy
seeds