>He has my lips
numb

with promises

and my ears

ringing
prophecy

so it is
all I can do

all
I
can
do

to hold fast
to this chaotic
car
o
u
s
e
l

beat.
ing

r
a
i
n
b
o
w
e
d

tattoos
into my breast.

all
I
can
do

to grasp blindly

————–

H
O W L

madly
and admit
that I have never seen color before
“never have I seen”

until his lips
slipped

a
whisper

past my nagging virtue
and said,

“Now this.

S
U
G
A
R

…this

is love.

Daily Deviation, 2007-07-26