I’m in a love story
Created beneath windblown laundry
Made of sheets touching skin as
Lovers kiss each other
Tender and soft as a butterfly
Shaking its twittering wings
Fingers touching as sunspots waft through
Like perfumed air
Lipstick pressed against cool washed skin
Raindrops leaking out of love-filled eyelids
Snowflakes float up from warmed souls
And drift through opened mouths of anticipation
Flowers fall between stars in the sky
And press against pores
Crawling with the senses of lust
Dancing on bare feet
With noses touching and
Breath frozen like memories in the air
The sky closes in as a ceiling would onto room
As cheekbones are lifted to the ceiling-sky
Color sifts past intertwined bodies
Extending a sea of love forever
I dare not open my eyes for fear that
The love may escape

Don’t pretend to be clueless
I know you can’t
Avert your eyes
My misery is intriguing
You gawk as my
Heart is ripped from my sleeve
While I’m pulling
My hair out you
Laugh and count the strands
Drifting to the tile
As I’m shivering in the corner
You remove my jacket
To see if I’ll freeze
When my tears finally wash
The skin off my cheeks
You tell me
I look better with make-up on

Imagine a fearless world of good intentions.
Does it look delicious or taste sweet?
Is there perfume in the air?
Have we reached heaven yet?

Accept a fearful world of bad intentions.
Does it look repulsive or taste salty?
Is there pollution in the air?
Have we reached hell yet?