i didn’t know that hands could be sinful until i felt yours.
the feeling was nothing special.
nothing special at all.
i fell into a deep abyss of nothingness.
where nothing becomes everything.
and everything goes blank.

waves / groping / the sand
like how / i ***** / your waist
water / trickling down
like my / hands
excess / drops / falling
like how / i did / with you

and as the
air
around us
grows thinner
by the second,
i just want
to say
that we
had a chance
of life
but here we are,
faking
and enjoying
every piece of it.

how fast we fade.
one moment,
we were a forest fire.
the next one,
we were a clearing.

how slow we recover.
our flowers are still seeds,
our trees are still shrubs.
we still grow on the same earth,
under the same sky.

i think we were high once. you on your substances and me on my 1:56 am thoughts.

i think we were drowned once. you on your alcohol and me on my melancholic gospels.

i think we were deaf once. you from the excessive noises of life and me from the unwanted songs of silence of my lips.

i think we were blind once. you from the sun you always looked upon and me from the tears i offered to another.

i think we are high now. only, you on your 1:56 am thoughts and me on my substances.

meet me halfway.
between your daydreams.
between your nightmares.
between your tears.
between your laughs.
between your thighs.

meet me halfway.
where we'll never meet the edge.
where we'll never fail.
where we'll see what lies beyond.
where we'll never see the turning points.
where we'll never see the ends.

meet me halfway.
to lose track of time.
to lose our sense of direction.
to lose our minds in the process.
to lose our sight of what's happening.
to lose ourselves, to ourselves.

meet me halfway.
and stay until the ends find us.

scarlet / playground
under lilac / skies
golden / kisses
on bronze / flesh

color me / whole
no more / monochrome
turn me / into art
tainted with / idiosyncrasies