disregarded proportions

you have been remiss in your attention to my detail.

i love the word shatter.

i may have been dancing barefoot in the living room again last night...

frequented wavelength

you are red
you are the last sliver of sunlight
you are mercury
you are mars
you are a ring around jupiter

you are love
you are blood, breathing
you are heart, beating
you are fire
you are red

you are the tip of a wing
you are a feather in a back
you are essence

you are true

you are glow, aura
you are the tips of my fingers down your back
you are my lips, flush
you are red
and you burn.

the tempo of the ordinary world

there is a hint of sadness
painted in the blue
of his iris
the one she planted out back
so it would bloom in the late spring...