Red fire blew
Hot wind with a California twist.
Sushi rolls jumped out in harmonies.
Fruitful magic bursting
Yellow rain flops,
Into the reflection.
Oval horizon holds hands with the rainbow-
A box of happiness lays not far from here.
During the sun’s setting, people swing to the motion,
Of piano’s crimson sound.
Music notes flinch
Accordingly with every finger pushing
At the right speed.
Control for now
His name was shy of just 3 little letters. Missing
From the ceiling my legs on a bed
Through the head on the other side, pop the weasel
Goes the needle. Speakers blow through the cracks,
He took his mirror and applied some dust.
I breathed in the senses, broke out of delight.
Eyes through a camera lens flashed
Flickered on my skin,
Candle burns a 3rd degree, the way his love would ignite,
A vision, clearly he wasn’t one to sacrifice.
So I told myself to tread carefully with love magnetically understated,
Not required to give back.
His hands would almost fissure my body if I
Didn’t hold on tighter.
A ghost of past, slick presents on my holy,
Jesus he was laudable.
Like no other from a page I’d written with half
Carved precision, such fulfillment, anything to get a little piece
Of heaven that is him.
So fine and outlined on my lips his tips
Went searching a map of lines,
He was good with his hands, no race against time.
His eyes like water, purified with just one smile.
No grammar to correct my mistakes,
If I said the wrong thing the alphabet he would erase.
Hid himself deep inside my essence. I tried to extricate between
But forgery felt good on my body so I let him
Desecrate and outrage,
Provide me with suffrage so I can have
A character worthy of a challenge to dissipate
I could feel something amazing inside my brain
Tweaking and blowing fireworks.
Like cars screeching on dark
My words just bellowed themselves
Out into the open.
I wish they hadn’t.
I felt naked.
Almost too vivid, too honest.
I wanted to close off everything
Instead found myself opening to everyone.