Nothing is a Dream

 

 

Nothing is a dream

he realized

Her shadow has substance

I kissed her black hands

 

She flinched

Tried to conceal the sting

of skin on skin

Bright hard eyes like rock candy

hollow suddenly

 

Her fingers fool her into revealing

in movement

what her words will not

The scars in her eyes

healing

in a blaze of blue

 

Distracted by her hips

he collided

without sound

into her mouth

Almost liquid

She pulled history into her

 

He tried to imagine her as a bird

Woke up in sunlight

laughing