Memory

Memories of eyelashes break when
tasted.
The best possible day is an
accidental wish.
I've written much, acted more and kissed the sea.

I longed to be bruised by yellow roses.

A broken romantic destroyed by passion
quotes from red memory.
By morning the
velvet
coffee
colour
is remembered
as touched by hard, pale life.

The river of memory marked white
skin
leaving a plague of disappeared
sleep.
I couldn't approve of stealing kisses.

Smoked maple, like most, always remains.