Cut open your ears
Let me whisper
How you are tied along my skin,
Our bones ,stitched around with the same pin.
I had to tell you this story
How I tasted your skin so sharp
Without even smelling your blood.
You tie us around the same pin
Hold my hands, linger your gaze,
you tell me my name
You write this poetry on me
You make me clench on your fingers
And search honey inside me.
You taste the sweetness,you tell me about it again,
And now tell me, how you would color my paint
taste this pain
Burn me and bury in this soil chained up along your veins.
YOU ARE READING
Blue Psychedelics
PoetryI think I wasn't just tripping, The psychedelics that fed me Got a lover out of the universe.
