creation

i’ll weave you a moon/ from jellyfish tentacles/ and hang it/ upon the wall/ we’ll make this our temple/ of butterflies and moondrops/ and sing an elegy/ to the brokenhearted

i’ll paint you a sky/ with the colors of your eyes/ and savor it/ upon my lips/ the taste mingling/ with your name/ drowning out the iron/ and salt/ and unsaid words

i’ll sculpt you an earth/ from tangerine peels/ and breathe in/ the petrichor/ feel the bark peeling/ upon the trees/ hear the frogs croaking/ in the dead/ of night/ calling us home

i’ll build you the world, darling