paradise

There’s power in this

Fullness of my hips

Way off in the distance

Words drip from her lips

Thin line of sky

Faint melodies sink ships

Behind and before

Swear to me

You see

What I see, a mirage

Before the end

Of the journey

Thinly phrased beauty, just kissing

Missing the edge

Of paradise

Wouldn’t it be nice

If we were solar

Colder and maybe just a little bit bolder too

Pupils dilate in the passenger seat

In the dry heat

Hills just east of the sea

Towards eden, towards a masterpiece