one sided love

Aletha's feelings towards Pandora

Crawling violet through the clouds
your ragged sigh stirs in the motes of dust
my skin feels like a hundred forty four colors
twinkling in drunken ecstasy and
you look at me
for a moment happy
just to see
a distraction
I stand in your doorway and stare
you asked why I wear my jacket once,
some days I think that
if I wrap myself in enough layers of satin and scarves
I'll fascinate you into believing
that I'm magic like the flowers
and the words in books
but I'm only human
and you ask why I'm here.