POETRY

coconut

the scent of your coconut shampoo filled the air, as my lips were being raided by your soft and radiant smile

the barrage of you eyes making their way into my brain and leaving a soft ocean in my memory for you.

with wine glasses spilling on our ivory skin and staining like the first blood drawn in a battle of life and death

we'll be okay and relax under the tall willow tree stuck in my bones. that grew from a delicate seed you spit into my skin-which i nourished and cared for, just to have a memory of you in my body.