endearing words and suggestive eyes brightened the room / accenting conversations that flowed smoother than honey / souls spun / quickly approaching and nearly colliding / unravelling like two ribbons / one maroon / one ebony / until one day / ebony suddenly curled back into itself / maroon was suspended in air for years / as if steeped in time / but dense air weighed maroon down / so maroon descended / letting go / when ebony came back in its unraveled glory / maroon curled back to itself.
Escapril Day 4! The prompt was "strange behavior." I was definitely stumped, but then I thought of a moment in which someone pulled away from me, and it was strange when it happened. And this poem was born.
The flowers meet as the words of thought, the leaves touch in the wind, here, you share the little poems of the earth with me, I hold you close under the sun, in each other arms as a blanket, a place where we will both feel safe, untorn in the warm amber glow, healing our sore souls in our gentle sleep, I will say to you, in silence, “the answer of your existence is my home”.