mythic
I never cared much for these lilacs she said
slowly teasing melted gum from its wrapper
you recall it I know the first time we left
the beach slow sunset it was and those riddles
made you laugh while above us flew sleek skylarks
clogging the breeze with their forgiving wings
delicate we were as sea spun macaroons
on Sundays when the boulevards ran empty
my head filled with the evening crisp as new lace
sang with the wind on that shimmering clothesline
surprised she remembered I sighed wondering when
the sun had dulled the sharp edges I once knew
and pinpricks of conversation had become
filigree in the spun corners of her mind
smiling she told me I would have stayed were we
free from stark lines pulling us tumbling back
even still I could taste the surf air heavy
with taffy colored whispers of the divine
then with their beguiling scent lilac petals
pattered away those thoughts as we shuffled home
- Michelle Villanueva 2014
Michelle Villanueva is a student pursuing an MFA in Creative Writing - Poetry at the University of Nevada, Las Vegas. Her work has previously appeared or is forthcoming in Foothill Poetry Journal, The Shine Journal, and several other print and online publications.
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