Clouds seep into The blue expanse like Coffee cream, watercolour Paint me an image Leave stains on my eyes when Holes of light poke the canvas Black coffee, you keep me awake Cerulean forever, black infinity Affinity for sugar, sweet embrace Stars leak brewed rain on a Cafe window
Place silhouette pieces or outlines of my heart in thirty or more envelopes. Paste each one with a new soft paintbrush which clean cream bristles. Push them into torn up fragments of clean new watercolour paper. The sharp edges feel through onto the wooden table leaving mistaken, accidental grooves. Glimmers of sawdust are ****** up into the pockets of your lungs, where they contaminated and will permanently sit. It was a small heart, the colour of grey sky reflected on seas and carried in bloated raindrops. The texture of diamond. Carved up as easily as wax by a blunt butter knife. The envelopes are neatly labelled with white tailors chalk powders.