🌙

"hello," you say softly,

your voice saccharine

like lullabies

thecoloroffallingwings

and winter

b

l

u

e

your eyes are so

beautiful

(blue)tiful

it makes me

hurt deeply

inside

it makes me

feel as if my

frozen heartstrings

are

t/u/r/n/i/n/g into

s

t of

r bittersweet

a forgotten

n

d

s

you feel like autumn blue

cobalt blue

cerulean blue

prussian blue

neon blue

melancholy blue

bittersweet blue

origami blue

black blue

starry blue

spring blue

summer blue

autumn blue

winter blue

blueblue

blueblue

blueblue

blueblue

you're so blue it

stains the whites of my

eyes with watercolor

e x p l o s i o n s

and the corners of my brain

t e a r

into disoriented fabric

of pluto blue

i realize i've been staring

and you're looking at me with

curiosity in your eyes and

roses in your

frozencheeks

color

in your bone colored

cheeks

color

you're so beautiful right now

"let's go inside," i say

we didn't need words

we just smiled and the

message was

c o n v e y e d

🌙

it is 7:15, and winter is

fall

ing

white feathers

dusting the gray

sidewalks

dying softly

tenderly cold

you order a cappuccino

swirled with autumn

l e a v e s

and i order

lattes drawn with

broken

c n t l a i n

o s e l t o s

and dynamite foam

coffee waves washing against

beige beaches and

seeping into the

cracks of my mind,

warm

(but not enough

to reach my

winter heart)

we are dreamers

fading away from the

world and

pretending

that

we

are

not

dying

as we drink coffee

like we could be

forever young

we are dreamers

meant to die young

fleeting like the snow

f l y i n g

from the soft sky

we are dreamers

once

we were

only the

people

w a t c h i n g

only people watching as

others

fell

in love

dreamers dreaming of

the love we saw

until we

found the love we wanted

in one another

you read poetry

as you drink your

coffee

(isn't it lovely?

how much we can

learn about

someone from the way

they drink their

coffee?)

i reach over the table

fingertips reaching for

the face that i'd once

hold

in only dreams

now a

reality

i hold my hand to your

cheek, and your hand

reaches up and rests over

mine

fingers softly cold

and delicate,

slender fingers that

p + a + i + n + t + e + d

supernovas and new

worlds

and pluto that

glowed coral brown

and the color of

cold courage

a painter's hands

hands with the power to

create true art

yet so fragile

that glass could

easily slice them

we stay there, in the

d e l i c a t e

quiet

that felt more

beautiful then a thousand

words and colors

we stay there,

and it is in moments like

this, moments that

feel

as if we are the

only people in the

w o r l d

it is in these moments that

i can find a reason to live

[ when my hand finally

leaves the warmth of your

face the world feels cold

again, and you feel so so

faraway that it scares me ]

i watch the

/d/

/r/

/o/

/p/

/s/ of snow falling

like white feathers, from

wings the color of

heaven

like white

f e a t h e r s // from WINGS

theCOLOROFHEAVEN

i watch as you drink your

coffee, both hands wrapped

like a scarf around the cup

/fingers gripping tightly,

as if you're scared to

/ / / / l e t g o / / / /

hazelnut strands of hair

fall into your forehead ::

your eyelashes flutter ::

your cheeks filled with

pink c/a/m/e/l/l/i/a/s ;

u blow at the coffee so

softly

your eyes meet mine

lost eyes / soft eyes /

coffee eyes / glowing

like a soft light in

barely breathing spring

forests / a gaze like a

w h i s p e r

your eyes smile quietly

oh, i love it

when you're awfully quiet

don't hide my la-love

don't hide from me,

darling come out and

PLAY. come learn how

to live with

me, my dear / it's about

time that u learned to

everything about you is there to love