crushed orchids

you are a mirage

where I’ve lost myself

clawing for mouths

skin

I drink you into my soul

tastes like cinnamon 

how did it come to this?

bodies that lock into place

like another time

another life

telling me to do everything

drunk on love

such a lovely drunk

not caring if the memory

is a grey shadow

so I memorize your freckles

before it gets lighter

and time runs out

my disappearing dream