The Sun's Asleep & I See The World
The sun’s asleep
and so am I
bodies intertwined amidst a lilac sky
we float amongst the icing sugar clouds
inhaling the fumes of celestial pleasure.
A hedonistic endeavour
of my body and yours.
I see the world
not through rose tinted lenses
Rather through peony sunglasses
geranium contact lenses
and snowdrop goggles.
My reality is framed through the smell
of the lavender
outside my best friend’s house
and the jasmine my mum grows the
I cover my body in flowers.
Skin turns to soil as plants bloom from my arms
and vines snake up my ribs.
I long to turn myself into a meadow.
If i could be kept
on a windowsill
the sun in my eyes
hydrated and in bloom
then maybe spring would never end.