Primrose

Primrose

Everliving and Youthful

Your image that of Beatrice,

Heavenly, resembling of the days gone

But there is no regret up here, my Dear

Our likes sometimes Daft and Daredevil,

Yet Your presence to me never sufficient

As You are my life’s only elixir, my Dear

Death himself walked the Earth today and

Damned us both, my Dear

But I will never let go of You

Place Your faith in me as You pledge to me

The remainder of Your living moments

The Earth is crumbling at our fingertips, My Dear

My life mustn’t go on any further as I can’t

Bear Your absence

So I shall leave You with the kiss of Death,

For now.

May our fantasies end the plague, my Dear

And may You return to me

You always return, in Spring, kindred to

The Primroses that line Eden’s Garden

Calais

your heart rushes. my eyelashes flutter.

you both love and hate the lace of

my gloves, hugging my fingertips -

undeniable elegance obstructing

your skin from touching

mine. although, you could say the same

for the rest of my attire.

but we both know actions speak

louder than words.

“tequila girlfriend”

tranquil eyes framed by heart-shaped sunglasses flicker from your glass to the older voices you hear

you wear the diamond necklace you never liked and you never asked for as

you listen to music and you watch boys and hope they hear the lyrics and flirt back with their eyes

but you were born too late to be starved like this

the mark of the witch is on your waist and your short skirt reveals plush thighs i am dying to hold on to

and if i do die one day, preferably before your time, i will become a virtue and i will come to you and watch your vices and fall in love with you more

you’ll be the first devil up in heaven

i’m not religious, but i still turn to prayer when i feel like i have nothing left to love

we always talk until we say too much and even then i fall harder for you

i just want to kiss your dry wet lips and you’ll never lie to me again

if they hadn’t heard you too, i wouldn’t be able to prove you were there

and if i never moan your name again i hope my teeth rot off

even if i had a voice in my head screaming at me to turn back, you would just whisper me closer

and i’d gladly oblige in everything you do

your mind is a bloodbath, and i will bring a towel and clean it

and watch you, my girlfriend, sip tequila while i drown out your heartbreak

i love these roses 🫶