Emerald Enigmas


Pour your words into the pores of mine
Let me feel the rust of your lips as you take me back in time
when the colour of blueberries gushed from your Kahlua eyes
and I heard the scuttle of your voice, like a lost crab on the dark rocks.
Our svelte skin glittered like lilac ice
as we careened amongst clustered shells

The spell of the sea is spilling memories
mesmerizes my legs into a trance of the winds
The shivers and sprays of yesterday coat us
from the salt of tomorrows.
The rain pours like a mesh of pearls
melting over the elusive present
I hear its lisps in the sky

Pour your words into the pores of mine
Let me feel the rust of your lips
as you take me back in time


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