I shred you as cedar
to eat your smell—
a crick of words to ultra face-off
between bone-splitter and bliss
I
am your writer
and my heart’s cavalry
pounds your lips
with sweetness
the
submission of sugar
the
taste of honey
the
number of times
I’ve
had you in comb
buzzing your fuzz-ectomy
into a new mind of flower
to be pollinated
with the lilac breeze
of my going
May 10, 2018
May 10, 2018 at 11:45 AM UTC
I shred you as cedar
to eat your smell—
a crick of words to ultra face-off
between bone-splitter and bliss
I
am your writer
and my heart’s cavalry
pounds your lips
with sweetness
the
submission of sugar
the
taste of honey
the
number of times
I’ve
had you in comb
buzzing your fuzz-ectomy
into a new mind of flower
to be pollinated
with the lilac breeze
of my going
