Bury Me Softly

Moments before launch, eyes grapple hooks, cloaks, and dagger into the amber sunrise.

Hearts unhook free falling over, and out like pollen at first flight.

Collars, and dresses shoot up and dance confetti blankets the morning sky.

The celebratory kisses seven years buried beneath the oak trees in our hearts.

Removal from the basement as attics, and house imploded years after. 

Little lovers such a sight, polite like napkins, clothed in the moonlight.

Day time passions bottle rocket into the faces of the same law enforcement.

Knees bend as the runners shoot forth in braided patterns sinking into the horizon.

Books fold shutting us to sleep, forgetting the parts where we once, and only would meet.

Daymares of forever, and ever retreats where our green cards expire, and the velvet lining is cheap.

Calm me down, lay me down, murder me in my sleep. 

Bury me in Seattle underneath the pugent sound that lulls me to sleep.