PERCHED PARCHED BUTTERFLY

Kiss of Life

A day, angel-crafted,

leaps in like a deer, despite

the black night, black as

judgement.

It's come to seduce the people again,

promising all its hours.

We start at another lurking morning.

I idly watch it all from afar,

waiting for you, who sticks out as my daisy

among their sullen faces.

Everybody twinkles; some fly across

this quiet bowl of the ocean,

lightly, strangely blue

as my soul

without my soft sweetheart.

But then

your fingers crawl through,

possessing me like ghosts and

igniting the fires

in my hair,

and soon

there is your face close

closer

closest

to mine.

Then the world blubbers out and I can't tell its words.

You intoxicate me and kill me

and convince my lips to color,

with just your satin mouth.

Oh, but then I have you.