Held Together Like Daisy Chains

pluck me like a ripened fruit from the garden that the sun shone on early in the morning and you would sigh in relief at the harvest because i was good to you see me as fondly as the first buds of spring unleashing their insides to the world how your tongue savors its fruit like a parched desert flower but i am the flower i am the fruit, of a cactus desperate for thirst the day held us together like daisy chains and watched as we wilted in each others arms like afraid adolescents in hiding but we weren’t afraid, we were perfectly made the haste of your flavored breath brushes the hairs of my skin and turns them upside down facing the profile of you & you’re unmoving gaze making me turn grey as a statue in utter awe the tension of your temples is a temple for the movements i will make for your proclivity, like an unleashing of lustful captivity sink your head down into the palms of mine for them to fondle the contents you’re craving as the moon changes phases i shall not stray away from the nearness of you and you could care less about the weather or the state of the world when beside me like the flesh of an angel on earth you cut beneath me and breach my ichor to feed like a parasitic pinworm inching closer to my bulging heart