one.
a blade that bleeds skin flowers
glass shards reflecting starlight
wisps of smoke, dark red kisses
passion burning small flames in your lungs
two.
spring; a baby deer learning to walk
a sugar cube between your teeth
honey fingertips, silk adorned gazes
cloudlike notes beneath the locust tree
three.
the curve of a violin against your cheek
autumn breaths, pine scented aftershave
love spilling like ink, a language to the touch
baroque nights and bronze memories echoing
