Mauvelous Wonders.

When the world shivered and the grass ran away with the sea and the moon was angry with the shoreline and everything collapsed, you made me tea and told me stories and sung my favorite songs off-key and I caressed your face with my intangible glance and your hair started to cling to my fingerprints and I wanted so badly to get up and write about how beautiful you look as you sleep but averting my attention for such would seem vulgar and regrettable in the morning and I traced every nook and line that is your body and spent all night planting seeds of love on the indisputably marvelous canvas that is your face and you awakened with a smile because you knew I moved no muscle all night just so you would sleep comfortably.

The sun never came up.

It dived into the sea, but we couldn’t care because you were right there with me.  

-Viv.