My Marigold Lover This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

I think of you as I think of the sun:
In the summer,
you are plastered to my skin.
(I cannot shake you)
The winter is when you’re gone,
but the winter is when I can
swallow the revitalizing air
without having it stolen from my lips.
(The cold settles in my stomach
and makes me ravenous)
Autumn.
You peek through the leaves
and cast a glow on the torn gray roads.
(You’ll follow me to a world where the paths
are all paved in jumbled red brick, won’t you?)
Then there’s Spring.
I know you’re there,
behind the clouds and rain,
but you won’t glance at me
for longer than a flower blooms.
(And I crave you – I need you)
Throughout it all,
you rise and fall
with dedicated consistency;
in exchange,
I’ll wait for you
until there is nothing,
not even dark.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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maddylovelace said...
Feb. 25 at 12:26 am
love this wow
 
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