Sonnet Iv
Fleeting moments suspended in freezing air,
One-sided passion burning like a cigarette,
A taste of feigned innocence and feigned lack of care
Moving to the music of dreams we will soon forget.
So tell me now; kiss the bottle and spin the girl.
Our lips show off the unsecrets they know about
And greedily caress inspired skin, unfurl
A thousand fleshy rose petals and what's left out:
Our sins in ashes of our bodies, smoldering
Coals in retrospect. Dance in the flames that consume
Our thoughts and actions-a distant sense of folding,
A closer sense of cloud cover: impending doom.
Our bodies touch, they bloom, and quickly they will wilt
Upon the gravestones of the emotions we killed.
"Sonnet IV"
Jenna-Nichole Conrad
Wordsmith
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