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,…

Affirmation arias, melody of stars, I am home, when I hear your voice. I wrote your name in honey, on my heart, asleep under the moon, waiting for words to wash over me, sweet and satisfying. I graffiti the dictionary, appropriating the English language, giving new meaning to the sounds that leave my mouth. I…