spinning so softly

what is poetry love

but a flavor each tastes on their own?

// what flavor are you this season?

.

chartreuse no use

painted green in between summer yellow

dripping with doubts

mellow out I whisper

spinning so softly in love

.

periwinkle and sink

lasting winks of lavender spring under that

blanket blue yonder

without a past at last

dipping so softly in love

.

a million vermillion

blossoms blooming shades of red

instead burning and yearning

scarlet heat within hearts

falling so softly in love

.

ashen snow don’t know

fresh fallen as feathers on unbroken ground

unfounded and undefined divine

blank slate in the making

.

tell me wanderer,

what flavor is your love?