yellow /// a sonnet (sort of)

this isn't romance

your skin is pale like the moon

your jaw is like cocaine

a feeling simply taboo

an enemy yet to be slain

i feel you in my bones

overwhelming my being

your presence eclipsing my own

the only one I'm seeing

your kiss is quick sand

i become paralyzed

the magnetism of your hand

and mine cannot seem to be stabilized

a feeling simply taboo

i never liked yellow, until i saw it on you.