she was butterfly feet
the lightness of a shadow departing

she took the blue fire
from his chest

and clipped the dark bloom
of his thoughts

beneath willow lanterns
in her hammock

he would dream of a painted moon
and a #soliloquy of stars

in a bed of swan spun silk

#vss365

her fingers
petals of sun

a swirl of stars
in each eye

dark honey
spread across her lips

we kissed
& I was blind

but could still trace
lines of heat
on her skin

she drank
from the pool
of ink
in my chest

in death
& rebirth

she vanished
in a scattering
of leaves

#satsplat