Sunflower Skins

December 6, 2008

The Watermelon Sky

Filed under: poetry — Tags: , , , , , — Sunflower Skins @ 5:42 pm

The last winter of our youth, you and I
Walked across snowy and forgotten lands
Where in yours you took my tired, small hands
And came upon a Watermelon Sky.
Pure, solid pink until the horizon,
Like inside your mouth, like under your skin,
Like your patience wearing a little thin,
The deep red membrane we set our eyes on.
Then we turned to see the blues of the moon:
Soft aqua and turquoise fading to white
By the single star that’s been out tonite.
The choice to live is ours; morning is soon.

And though our hearts may be black like its seeds,
We will remain true wherever it leads.


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