Love Phase

A silent door awaits a stranger's knock, My nose bleeds cold when I hear thunderstorms. Red blood cells through veins make radio talk, And my feet walk out of shivering dorms. Her soft tongue voice revokes my disaster, And my rib cage becomes a flower park. She’s my sunflower that brings me laughter, A smiling sun and company in dark. Her figure fascinates my existence, My eyes smile when I look at her picture. Far winds carry her scent and close distance Warms my skin and slim fingers write scripture. She knows my home, a side of a river: A memory of love, flowing silver.