The Lavender Hours

Jasmine Milk
Primrose passage

5 : 5 1 pm

A rose in a vase

an open window

Sunday Evening

1. Mordant

2. Mangrove Mélange

3. Pity, Please

4. Leather Priest Confessional

5. Stained Glass Lover

 1) Mordant

Powder Haze

Blue Lace

Bubbling Lilac

Fragrance

Wafting slowly

Into

Open Skies

Phantom love Pleasantries

Slow strokes conceal

Possession Brute Force

Future ghosts Hidden Pleasures

Whisper wisdom cruel

exchanged and

Only through coarse

Time can only

do so much Skin used as

to pacify sandpaper

............. jagged

it does its part and

to punish Dry

disguised crimes
Brackish Waters

Attract

Mutating

Desires
 2) Mangrove

Mélange

Spare me

You Don’t know me… your ~

Get away from my body Solemnity

You Don’t Know Me

You Don’t Know Me Drowning in between

Sipping joy

ambrosia

down low

slithering

accosted by a

fanatic’s

drip brewed saccharine

citrus sour

your wounds

lies how they sting

You don’t know me spread thick like

get away from my body orange sherbet

you don’t know me marmalade screams

moths love to flutter

opportunist inconsistency

Mangrove Mélange . . . . . . . . . Mangrove Mélange . . . . . . . . .

A dim lamp flickers

racing thoughts wither

Viridescent Spring Showers

Steam Tranquility

Humility (humidity)

Oh, Oh, Oh, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

 3) Pity,

Please

here we are,

Once again, a rocking

just you and me. ocean breath,

Accompanied a drop of a pin,

by our a sigh . . .

own respective a peripheral

handmaidens of throbbing thought

loneliness quickly cast

aside

Blooms in Solitude

Pity, Please

a rocking a carefully

ocean breath, Trimmed

a drop of a pin, and

a sigh . . . Rehearsed

pity White Lie

Pity

But all I need from you is your pity

pity

pity pity

pity pity, please

Diaphanous chatter
4) Leather Priest Confessional

Glowing Neon Lights Palpitations

Up heighten with

Fractured eons Heavenly Rations

Spent stumbling under Graciously Parted

Pouring Whiskey Atop your pulpit

Rain Crowned

with Vice

Creaking Bones Persuasive Prayers

Grinding into Dissected

Precious Pearlescent & Layered

powder Bring me closer

My Sacrament! To a glimpse

I’ll take it straight of paradise . . .

With liquid solvent foreign sensations

Salvation awaken

Leaning into obscene Induced states

Good graces of separation

you whisper Causing

Hymns to beauty Convulsing

While falling into Regurgitation

Sermons of your And I’m

Pain just A PURGE FROM

seeping VIOLATION

into

pleasure tainted

By Your Disgrace
A dripping fountain

condensed moments

Ringing through space

Transmitted through light

Slipping between

bodies

(astral or otherwise)
 STAINED GLASS LOVER

(5)

Within the hues

of blue whispers

are drawn of spring

the boundaries

the shadows

of those

breaths . . .

they

Gather

Laying And So,

Themselves (with me) Eternal Dread ...................

Softly * Diffuses Instead

* Across, those * ♦

♦ * shallow streams, *
enlaid * entanglements ♦

* gleam *
♦ * * *

Divine Constellations once Deemed Obscene are now Requiems

pooling into

( ( ( reservoirs ) ) )
 AaAaAa ~ ~ ~

stained glass lover

just passing

through on the breeze

stained glass lover

(oh)

What have you done to

Within the hues of blue whispers are drawn the boundaries of spring Within the hues of blue whispers

are drawn the boundaries of spring Within the hues of blue whispers are drawn the boundaries of spring

Within the hues of blue whispers are drawn the boundaries of spring Within the hues of blue whispers

are drawn the boundaries of spring Within the hues of blue whispers are drawn the boundaries of spring

stained glass lover

just passing through

on the breeze

stained glass lover

I’ll see you when April Showers sing.