somersault

...

because it was like

a bouquet of red satiny arrows

whole pieces of flower petals

an ocean of beautifully stinging emotions

nourished and polished thoughts

words of my absolute favorite scents

digging atop my tongue

and tiptoeing down my throat

igniting into joyfilled tears, when we kissed

memories were seen from the future

on the colors of a butterfly

you had eyes of black diamond

with the vision of a man complete

tenderly twisting my wall'd heart

into purple ash

to blow directly up into the sky

so i could fly alongside the moon

write poetry with the stars

listen to the dark serenade the nite

and see that

...i

had already flipped

tumbled

...fallen

in Love

with

YOU

...

['FlyingBack' pix by gnato]