Lovepoem #4-5

Trick my brain
Make hormones course through me
Make me feel certain
About uncertainable things
Make my brain feel solid
Untangled and smooth
There’s no truth of the matter
No one God-given answer
No right or wrong way to write a story
But I like the way we’re choosing
I like me and you

Our sunsets start blue
Then turn yellow like joy
Orange like fruit
Red like wanting
Purple like a bruise
At night I’ll tangle my
Hair around you
Time distorts
It chortles
I fell so quick
For you