cranberry lips

sunset blooming

in front of my closed eyelids

pomegranate seeds of doubt

sprinkled on my skin

a gasp of poison air:

the truth of it

sinking onto my cranberry lips

as I long to speak the words

I lost you

we shared those autumn leaves

but they're shriveled now

because I let you go

before I knew that I wanted to

know you

I have no right to your heart

still

mine is bleeding rubies