London lobster pie
Served with a side of strawberry
Plus one, please
A dinner date.
A musical extravaganza to
Beautify the hideous
Surgical aftertaste.
A peace of mind is collected
Engrossed in adventure
The uncanny youthful exuberance
Of energy flow through
Stained glass windows.
Watercolor painted pews
Inside a church that was never
Meant for entering.
Robotic, the horses
Gleaming with sweat
Drudge the asphalt,
Children’s fingers dripping
Sweaty ice cream.
Sun visors and family disputes.
It will never be the same.

Peace.
White lilac atmosphere
Laced with Autum’s farewell
A fragrant kiss whispered into his lover’s ear
Moistening the staid air
With a sweetness
Of chlorophyll.

A green so rare
A jade for writhing.
Lilacs bloom, daffodils, roses
She fearfully forebodes the night
And waits for him.

Too cruel for snow
An icy caress of stoney lips
An arrogant tease of affection
Crimson petals
Frosted in the blackness
Only to be comforted by mother’s loving arms
When morning blooms.

It’s the sugar on your tongue.

It’s the ignorance at your side that encourages

The cane to slither off that flavorful muscle.

I don’t remember how it tastes. I obtain no desire to.
What happened old chap?

You used to own the world with that sickle.
Does it hurt?

That prioritized thumb

Pinning your will with darts.

Wriggling your way into false self-explanations

As to never admit defeat. But old pal, you know it’s true.

You've hit the bulls eye,

You've met your match.

Walk the tracks.

You’ll pretend I believe in nothing,
I’ll pretend you do.
They all existed in some form of another.
Delicate mortal form.
Thanks for the fine and dandy.
Thanks for the sallow smiles turned upright.
The cheer.

Ready.

Prepared.

No plans, just an infamous execution of each day.
Days begin growing warmer,
but I’ll pretend summer isn’t close by.

Locked-legs.

Smooth to the touch, intertwined,

In the most innocent of ways.

Strong against frail

Breaking pale against pale

Meows of week-old kittens that paint a smile upon our faces

Serotonin overload, charisma can’t hide

Charisma won’t try.

Seeds leap over backwards for a word in edgewise

Attempting to control this spillway, it cannot be safe

For a cat like me

In a city of your pace.

Zealous, confused.

Determined.

Hopeless, hopeful, excited, stressed, fatigued.

Striving. Restless.

Energetic, rainy, electric, stormy, salty, uncomfortable

Awkward, intelligent, frustrated, wise

Loving, sharing, caring, sacrificial

Appreciative. Defined, blurry, delirious

Lonely, rough, smooth

Shattered, glued.

Rinsing over porcelain skin

Skin still too pale for the end of summer

Washing, cleansing, every curve, every bend

Water droplets gather in pools around my unpainted toes

Parachuting raindrops released from freshly-trimmed ends

Of hair that will soon disappear

Naked green eyes clear of disoperation

Gaze at the foreignness of this summer waterfall.

I part my lips to taste the mountain air

Condensed into a life source

Icy in July, fresher than filtered

A German Shepard gazes at my silhouette

Caramel and black, fur bristling with excitement

With kind brown eyes

Sparked with curiosity,

Lapping the water with his pink tongue.