Stick like a Shadow

Image Courtesy- Self
I cling to your mauvy shadow
 Like an auburn Meraki of stars
 In the meadows of lust,
 In the turbid blue hemisphere
 Seeking your Serendipity of breaths,
 Brushing your knots of cryptic bizarre kiss
 And mixing with my tainted red lipstick.
 Swallowing.  Choking. Yearning.

-My Valiant Soul

All I crave

 

Au coin de feu, Detail. by Auguste Toulmouche (1878)
image credits- Pinterest

 

It’s like crawling slowly and steadily on my skin, my cold skill refuses that baked slice

of lemon to provide composure, oh, the moon, show me your silver beam in this sunny gold pyramid.

It’s something like a blatant truth now suffocating my inside organs.

Clenching my unsaid words, devouring my amorphous fidelity

And, all my fingers crave is to play the music of your heart.

                                                                   ©My Valiant Soul