maybe the way translucent leaves shine with sunlight
filtering through verdant branches.
[it's your soul, hiding beneath breaths of
life and shining with pale sin.]
or the way you fall in love
for the very first time.
[the kiss was backlit with
her eyes held cosmic terrors]
and the metamorphosis of birth in a
microcosm of life, a precious utopia torn apart,
but we will return one day and our hearts will be
healed in uncorruption once more.
[growing pains start early,
as a Phoenix falls, another must take its burden.]
but do you remember how
your morning tea
would swirl with cream,
steam crawling out of her cup of coffee.
[possibilities and problems,
slipping from your grip like
down your grandmother's window:
it wants to drown us all.]
and the way God shook out
His hand to feed the fireflies:
they fell like stardust, a
waterfall of silver nebulae
complete in shimmering radiances
of yellow and copper, bursting jewels
and leaping fey.
and that spider snakes through its web,
curling strands of cobwebs like memories
through your frizzy brown hair.
or the way angels believe the lies of demons:
they are ugly, they are cold, they are weak for
having wings when the devil
only has scars.
wet feet slap against the cool pavement
with agony, running away from the lies and the way
her words held secrets,
tucked under each curl and slip of
in my dreams, horses run towards freedom
and trample my death wishes--
to die alone; unloved.
and maybe how i miss you,
and cannot hate you for taking a piece of
my crumbling heart without permission,
because i know i took a bigger piece of yours.
please forget me someday.
[forgiveness is the fragrant blessing the petal gives to the heel who crushed it.]