desert sand street flowers
fragrant petals desperate for lover's paradise
melon brains sprout in the garden like roses
devour sweet honey bread under lush palm trees and lavender hoop ear rings
hot sand oasis tongue u dissolve into my veins like my feelings
listen to me
listen as the words fly from the clouds of my teeth like silk seagulls
listen to the music of my longing
listen to it carress ur vintage sparkle third eye sadness
in front of the "summer's back!" baby blue sign at the curb of my heaven
summer shorts and sunspots on ur spine
let it sink to the bottom of silk velvet pants and infest ur rose gold daisy skin
sweet red cherry rose
streets get so bent lately
in the end we are just two sad girls
sky cracks like our sad chapped lips
salt stained iris paint u in the lilac
In the end we are just weeping we look so emotional and weak
It's such art
hey u wanna hang out
i'll still be weeping in the corner with an electric neon hibiscus tucked behind my eye
aiming stones at the mango trees and eating silky mango skin in the backyard of my state of mind
the ocean sits next to me and strokes my hair as she drowns me in thought she's such a raw mirror of my mind
slowly, slowly
crying into the ground and killing the sky slowly with the melody of ur name
cause we still metaphorically die in hotel rooms
october 29, 2017
YOU ARE READING
mango girl dreams on the yawning moon
Poetrywin a fist fight with the sky and she'll tell you all her secrets
