..hazy red candles..

Hazy red candles
After the bridge
Drifted right
Like a herd
Of drunken ghosts

Cherries slid
On my windshield
As a market of raindrops
Melted on my tongue

A sweet scent,
Peaches and strawberries and apples,
Fled its crystal bottle
To dance in the ball..

But,
No one else glimpsed the candles,
No one tasted the cherries with her,
No one melted
In the scrumptiousness of the moment
Except her misty heart ..

So she watched the sunrise alone,
Again,
She sang her songs in pain,
Again,
She spread hope on the clouds
On the wet asphalt,
On the damp pillows
And she slept
And wept
Alone,
Again..


amal
1st February 2007