Sometimes Too Sweet

Clementine, you are
more than forgotten reasons
that I love you so.

Weekly Writing Challenge – Colors of Never Leaves

COLLABORATION by Amy Dunlap and Alex Burgoyne

Hot, not as red, just
above warm. In my belly
and my toes and nose.

A little bit uneven.
A little bit intriguing.

Hot, er than orange.
In my eyes and my head and
in my heart. Engulfs.

Glows.
Knows.

Wincing the night away.
I get knocked down, sun gets me
up again, again.

Her hair and my teeth.
My tack and her tea.

Wind in the day is
stirred and chaos, blue and warm.
Breeze is trees growing.

At night, wind is wild.
Still or vi’lent, shifts me some.
Breeze is neck breath, hot.

Ath(Porch sitting)ens
Ger(Makes me miss friends)many
Col(Girlfriend)umbus

Your(Look)head, raining sweet things
Mov(Trepidation)ing——>

by Amy Dunlap

motion(s). going through
life. not just going through them.
forward, not idling.

by Amy Dunlap

yoga life yoga.
open the brain? open the
body. peace abounds.