The Velvet Sunset and Cranberry Mandarins

By: Dominic Kelley 

 

The velvet sun sets and cranberry mandarins tickle my nose

If I had known when I met you that the sculptured skin that warmed me so quickly would drop in temperature just as fast – things would be different.

Your sweet touch awakens my passions yet tantalizes my conscious.

My brain runs for miles and miles endlessly until there’s nothing left but you.

The kind of leverage so vigorous it possesses ink upon paper – while the city sleeps, I write and write and write – And I try so hard to hide my subconscious as I travel in to orbit, but you know I can’t leave the ground because I’m missing your fuel

fuck

How do you know me so well?

I don’t love you, but tell me why I want to trust you

I don’t love you, but tell me why my mind is cluttered until your soft sound cleanses my ears

And I don’t love you, but tell me why I want to tell you that your face has the power to switch my mood faster than a light switch – I want to tell you that your eyes are so beautiful that I can’t help but freeze upon their gaze – I want to tell you that your voice doesn’t just calm me but cures everything that’s wrong with me.

And I want to tell you that no matter how hard I try I will never be able to understand how someone who doubts them self so much has the ability to inspire and empower me to levels beyond compare.

And I want to believe its cheesy and fake and its not like the movies, but then tell me why I feel like I’m experiencing a child’s first love with the heart of a broken man.

But you know this don’t you? Because we are so much alike.

And maybe that’s the reason why no matter how hard I try, like myself, I cannot love you.

 

And here you are – leaving – saying you don’t want to go.

Then don’t.

Stay with me here.

 

But the velvet sun sets and cranberry mandarins fade. 

The Velvet Sunset and Cranberry Mandarin