i've thrown four petals to the winds
one came back, with a kiss
another lost, nothing missed
one flew home, safely borne
the last i crushed, and wept,
forlorn.
stranger flavors
dissonant behaviours
you melted on my skin like a snowflake.
like creepers up the schoolhouse wall
you are driving me,
i am but the lightest snow.
you kiss me,
you tell me, don't
your effervescent smile is keeping me afloat.
{{poetry property of Cina-mun}}