mauve

he's everything

deep sunset specks fall across hollow cheeks like dripping sun dust flaming crooked rose gold
blank hazel meadows spilling lilacs and depth and deep bloody rust burning scarlet and cracks
pale clumsy hands cling to sunshine and roses dark creases in his palms ripped thorny garnet
heart beats and sun sets in evening bad memories sliced into skinny wrists like bloody calligraphy
deep accented speech with a shy passion that leaks mauve petals and stings like falling sparks
he splatters my heart with broken light blues and when i taste his hues it’s citrus and city lights