escapril

may flowers: violet delights

i lost you
in the harvest
your skin dry and cracked
nothing in the whole world
would dare to bring you back

tongue tip to front tooth
slurring out our goodbyes
nothing but a passing frenzy
nothing but a diatribe
oh, but kiss me on the collarbone like before

something bloomed in you
something soft and pleasant to touch
tracing words across your back
i said "thank you very much"
it was may and you were happy and i was free

violet delights
blue saturdays
scarlet ends
carnation explosions tore me to pieces
my stars, i wish the colors had bled into my hands and stained in the shape of your mouth