Unadulterated

The promise of an early morning

The sparkle of tears in your mouth

Are you a danger, mourning?

Will you take me south?

The curl of your hand in my hair

Your ebony invading my heart

I am awaiting you in my lair

My shout a straight shot as you dart

You have sprinkles of glitter on your face

Overgrown tumbles of green

Roaming around the room as you pace

It’s unclear how you’ve become so unseen

One minute or one hour

Everlasting dizziness

I can find the fingerprints in flour

Fluffed up in frizziness

Thick crawling tentacles

Settling deep in the bottom of my stomach

All the way to the edges of your denticles

Your mound, a hummock

I flee to the four corners of the city

A floundering happy sin

Your mouth on my neck gritty

The next day its twin

My wineglass spins and falls

The glass snapping beneath my feet

Not red but white walls

Painted with liquid manically to the beat

Your beige overcoat bright

The smoke that escapes your mouth

Twirling high with all its might

As you tell me to open like a Frogmouth

Rich embers and ashes

Worries all but forgotten

Shocks of red tendrils clashes

Dotted up with cream cotton

I long for the sweet sweet rush

That you bring me between my knees

But is it worth the fight?

Or do you still have the keys?