Breathe into me

the color of pulse and rhythm of dreams

deep feel you with flowers in my hair, ©CKS

what is a flower,
and what does a flower make?

eyes without words,
deep feel you,
i, alone in the darkness,
tears of wilderness,
stained in the dagger’s burn.

blurred without vision,
deep you in i,
alone in the tears,
dark wilderness stains,
burning daggers packed in ice.

one month’s wait,
you don’t feel i,
alone in the wilderness,
packed daggers.

ache within the night,
not dying,
not waiting,

deep feel you, i.