DANCER
9.11.19
im not sure what you are
too smooth to be cinnamon,
too social to be saffron,
too neat to be cardamom.
youre not quiet ginger or pepper either
im not sure exactly what kind of sunflower
you are
right now, however
you are perfect lavender dreams
splitting cake pieces with swords and calling them mercy
the way fawns lick the grass before they eat
like an apology to those around
not for their forgiveness
but within their own
you are right in one thing
its all worth it
if they ever ask me – if id do it again
in a heartbeat
for you, for her, for all of them.
i will not bitter and sour over spilt milk