i meet her at half onto eight
she sits for a half pollen plate
felt goooooood!
but hey! what's in a kiss stays in a kiss
she spreads her wings across my span
she rests like sunshine through my crown
if I had stomata they'd grow faster
like food fulfillment does stomach archs
she takes photos of my synthesis
her colours of kaleidoscope magic
keep eyes fixed, memories elastic
like her tongue
she tells me stories
about how she has no fears
about how she flirts with the atmosphere
leaving her hair strands in the cloud's care
her knees sink into the abdomen of earth
her time ticks like drizzle in splits
her wisdom tooth bites
into thin air
she tells me her dreams
enveloped in blue screams
she retorts about days she went deaf
when no word of the world she wanted heard
stories
of how she needs her space
and believes in her lonely pace
sometimes
sometimes
she stays patient
"dzigbordzi"
that kind of patient
her beauty blooms, inbred
like yeast in bread
that's how every heart she conquers
yields
yields
totally a natural thing
she
like a baby straddling the tired mother's back
perches.
earth is where the hurt sits
earth is where the hurt sits
offer that timelessness
"abotare"
here
she perches
she perches
her stories too
etching
etching
the breeze eavesdrops
pretending to tease
flee, hop, the sun leaves
memories in the tree tops
memories in the tree tops
and returns ah yellowish cheese,
divided into half eh night's dark lips
i meet her at half onto eight
she sits for a half pollen plate
time
time
halved by moon
she flies away as quick as amnesic memory
every flower she visits pollinates
you can't tell if she'll return again, ever
though these flowers for a moment
she stirred
so bloom..
she stirred
so bloom..
(c)KW 06042013
