you could be
light blueness,
a poet’s muse,
braai'd marshmallow,
soft rain,
a beautiful poem,
gel pen ink,
silk,
a rusk dipped in Earl Grey tea,
butterfly wings,
mist,
the scent of petrol and vanilla,
an esculent word,
dusk,
a cashmere shawl,
autumn leaves,
cocoa butter.
but you are, and in so being,
you’ve become
my reification and
Love’s inscape.
