Corollary

Give me/ something

perhaps i got caught between your silk fingers,
gently throwing the vomit away,
petals of lips brushing away,
swaying like thunders.

perhaps, i slipped into you
before time,
before spring could collapse on my belly,
time sticks too many collection.

i am bloodlust,
caffeine on the stove, incensed.
expanding like perforated sky
only to melt like never before.

a stretch of copper sky,
hips full of smoke & nostalgia.
perhaps i loved you way too much.

give me a moment erupting like shreds of golden mirror,
honey dripped touch,
mouths swallowing a sweet lie of ours.
something like that, but real.

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melting inside your mouth

i do not hallucinate time
 and your levitating skin
 bluish words, bluish eyes of Meraki,
 i count the scars on the nape of your neck
 infinite scalds of heaven
 pulling life backwards and forwards.
 You have an impatient mouth
 sundial beds of petunia
 faltering sheets of sunbathed sheets,
 you prick my lips
 like a landslide romancing Moon,
 surreal.
 I am awake as i fall
 i fall and i am awake
 swans of a churlish period.
 we took needles in our mouth
 stirring
 and shaking
 producing spring again and again.
 silver hum of nights
 dissolving,
 in the orange casket of my ovary.

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