Tuesday, 5 May 2015

love story # 05.05.15

we met under a melting key lime sky

we sailed out on a manta ray, with a
handkerchief for a mainsail

we dripped coffee like poison from
a gold cup into ceramics, then drank
the poison with creme

we cried and laughed and laughed
and cried

we met over an ichabod
crane. on lois lane

you sapped my head of thoughts
i filled your mind with flowers

we placed the world under
revision. it took us many hours

then circumstance took you from me
i felt like sudden death

i got your tear-stained letters
and held them to my breath