sunshower

Well, I was only learning

What my love looked

Like smeared on the lips

Of a new lover—

Fresh freckled canvas

In the foyer.

What hue will it

Melt your eyes to, today?

What will it take

From your drunken cityscape?

And will it howl?

Will it drone on

About a beautiful name?

Soak into my tongue

And settle like a

Time bomb for an anchor

Into the walls of my throat…

Blustery and tangled;

A far oversaturated infatuation;

An abandonment begging,

Begging,

Biting,

For the next sacrifice to its art.

Can we call those glances

Across a roaring room

The saccharine bait?

For what it’s worth,

I’ve learned it was nothing at all,

This playground for a

Nauseating dopamine high.

What is it worth?

Say it.

I wrote all over you

In the street-side garden.

I buried my favorite shoes

In the landmines of

Our city clothes

On your wooden floor.

I danced around them,

Blurry-eyed.

You danced around me,

Slur-spoken.

The only skyline

Was the silhouette

Of your shoulders

Before the window.

We sat upon a rooftop

And watched darling time

Write our fate for us.

In the world beyond this city,

Our paths split and stumble off.

But in my head,

This will always be

Alive.

- M. Rose