Una Flora

A world exists between your lips and mine -

A volcano’s edge your mouth craters,

with teeth so white I

mistake them for doves

and

 

There is a world between us -

your nose is an Icelandic cap where

mysteries beginning at the base

unravel at the tip.

 

The flower fields of Medellín

reside in your cheekbones,

pulling sustenance from

your streams.

 

You’re hiding Mother’s history

behind your oceanic lips.

I want to taste the salt

that you leave behind on

my sandy skin.

 

I am hypnotized by your

eclipsing irises, by

the archaic depth in that darkness.

You hide me from the sun,

but still I do not shiver.

 

Your breath becomes

my breathing.

A sodden cloud begins

condensing,

and precipitates from your

iris pond.

 

And together we create an ozone layer:

the stratosphere locks us in,

orbits us like stars.

 

The moons are the freckles

on your ears.

 

Right here.

 

I feel like I am the center of the universe.

 

Reviews

[Richard]

this is very fun and very imaginative :)
I liked it a lot.

[Kelley Quinn]

Thank you so much (: