The Orange Blooms

THE ORANGE BLOOMS

In the orange bloom of a single day
You can be pulled or stripped of all that you built
You dance through sea foam over complicating the waves as you drink them
Filling up your shallow corpse
As the sun peels away your mask it‘s only love that makes you whole
To pretend otherwise just makes the clouds ache

Your lips paint my heart with swelling saffron rings
Your hands follow the sullen light in my eyes
You’ve studied the sea, made azure voyages across my heart
Sewn the phosphorous and lace back to the tide
Woven tiny moons through my wet braids
Embedded melodies into my pregnant veins
You know everything
You’ve already seen my soul