When we kissed I laughed
Because I thought it was funny
How you tasted like communion wine
A concept so immaculate
A salvation so immediate
The Fall could never find us.
Through Holy Sonnets we wandered
Through earthly sunsets we sat
Feeling nothing but the pull that keeps us to the ground
Never acknowledging that the pull of gravity will keep us in our graves when the time comes.
communion wine flavored memories
paint an endless still-life of something
that suffers in motion
hurtling, hurtling towards disintegration