Don’t ask me complicated questions, when the sun has gone to sleep, just wrap me up, like a gift with a bow, surrender me to the sin of your sheets. Tell me I’m your princess, prey upon my body, like I’m a forsaken goddess, don’t ask me stupid questions, and don’t ask for my permission.…

I wait for your kiss, it lives in far away lands, until lockdown ends. Until then, I dream, a slave to my subconscious, lips soft, fast asleep.

Cherry blossoms caught in my hair, as I return home. The air is ice, but I am warmed by your arms. First around my waist, then gently pulling me into you entirely, your lips letting me know, that you’d prefer me to stay home. I had plans, but now I have your hand in mine,…

Pick out a pretty colour, paint my nails while I’m docile, Aphrodite whispers up above us, erstwhile lovers, that became something more. My soul is yours, reborn in the July sun, when it set, resetting me, pulling me from the purified dirt, sleeping until it was safe, onwards, to September, when you crossed my path,…