Symbology cup.
Water spilled over meaning.
Seeping out my prayers.

When drinking
by the fire

I can feel myself  
come undone

My nights have
never been colder

And I’m unnerved  
by what’s to come

So I focus on flames
to hide my endless
gaze

All the ghost’s  
Inside my head

Dare I say they
call my name

Sometimes I wonder

if I even survived
my childhood.

Maybe some part of me
is sleeping
up on the hill.

One of those
Nightmares
That I couldn't escape
Carried me off
In its jaws

and so maybe
I am planted.
Looking down
At all the people
I can't remember.

I hope that I am ashes.
I never wanted a stone.

The verses write themselves
Words of life
The writer
Possessed

Paint me a picture
Of your skin
Does it bronze beneath the sun?
Or sizzle and blush
Like your cheeks
When you’re in love?
Is it soft to the touch
Like when your palms graze
The smooth surface of water?
Or rough around the edges
Like your favorite book
And its lovingly worn corners?
Does it melt in the heat
Like sweet syrupy treats
Dripping through your fingers?
Or does it welcome the winter
With wide open arms
As if greeting a lover?
Paint me a picture
Of your skin