Lineage

Introspective sequins shine like diamonds in morning sunlight, a universe of frequencies dances to your right, love in a million smoky stars, you have all the words, to both quill and quell my sine.

Crying in finest, finished lines, creasing eyes tight in wide truths, ancient, wise, twining with divine shine is anything but catastrophe, created in spectrum colours I wish I could be.

You’re a spectacle to see, in every beat of your controlled art, inhale, breathily, lip reading from blind spots, why-you-so-dreamy, my words melt into your ink blots.

Verily, I forget my thoughts, you’re a miracle under a microscope, you came from a life written in my hidden pages, I remember who I was meant to be, who we’ve been through the ages.