Like a cotton candy you're sticking on my lips, I'm ripping you off with my teeth and melting you in my throat. Soft, in the echoes of breaths You are kissing my heart, Sprinkling itΒ Β with cinnamon And wrapping it in orange peel, You're wearing my taste on your fingertips. I'm finding you in every blink When I forget what you look like in the fall Standing under the thousands of paper cranes, Hugging my loneliness And forgetting yours. Sometimes, you're gliding down my back And dropping through the skin, Burning, soft In echoes of breaths, In the salt void Of a blink .