September 16, 2007

By the Light of You

Candle flame curling around your pale skin

gentle as the words that tumble out your eyes

I wish to hold your smile afloat in my palm

stretching out your wonder like a paperdoll wind song

curious transparency and an eyelash-shaped moon

image over image collected in a small spoon

liquid lipstick and the picture of skin

flowers bloom at midnight, as you're painting my smile in

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