I would live it
out. I would be noticed as an ingredient. It would become gumbo.
so spatial so sick
or something unusual—the pace of its dragon the tiger skull as abandoned to a
tinge so unruly.
I would admire her
I would disregard her I would come full circle. the pain of its planet or iron
gravity such neural houses. too sublime to measure too cured to die such a body
such a face. to remeasure to remote an island as communion took reality. such voltage
so afar so special. those topaz palms those jasmine seeds while a xyst opened
or explored us.
those mango eyes,
such peach lips, at violet candy; the tongue as it measures those eyebrows
moving rapidly but it isn’t that type of party.
it’s more sullen
or sacred while one is dangerous; to look that way to sit such a fever or to
know, “I would devour you.”
the flux of
dynamite those allusions to no one, or airborne a sudden second looking for
landing.
such sapphire
knuckles or oiled elbows at something darkened around eyes—or so bright as one
color something extinct for colored folks. such taupe eyes or turquoise eyes or
aqua eyes—the calculator giggling the vagueness roaring where a man thinks more
of embarrassment than its objective. such a softer version while a woman is
waiting or it happened so quickly!
it never matters it might hurt but joy was electric. “I
want that old feeling back. I want to wrestle. I want to feel overwhelmed.” We
surrender so much, it comes naturally, while an activity blurs its lines. such
magenta skies so missed inside while looking like dearth.
to siphon beauty as to give beauty where one is
beautiful. such a simple address such arising feelings where emotions have been
manipulated, or overlooked, or intentionally taken for an excursion. so much a
puzzle as lines blur while souls are fighting for clarity. the way we war or
its ways in indexes while I reminisce a bit uncured. so unsung such glorious
necklines or hair such a softer scent. so crazed over woman so alert to women
while we mix certain beliefs. a mare in rising such feud in fruits a feral
animal. so much to understand such fey in a heartbeat while we didn’t see our
best friend!
