dream past

You can’t help falling asleep under the intoxicating Australian sun,

, as it makes your skin tingle. and tugs at your eyelids

become wrapped around the sun

everything is green and orange and brown-red

[[saturated with white-yellow]]

colours are so dependent on the sun - light - life

we pray to it, paint its risings and settings

squint, shade, magnify

sunmoon two sides of the person

the clouds the stars the rain the hail

dancing in your parents backyard

my dress with the pink flower s

kids, teenagers,

or are we all grown up?

I r

emember

I felt grown up

(when we talked) but so very young

when you touched me

memories swirl their tongues on my lips

red, and pink.

intricate patterns etched beneath your skin

its back to school

but we’re not going