you are synesthesia

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there is so much repulsive noise in this spiraling world, a beautiful silence ripped to shreds by jagged words and snapped guitar strings, traffic blaring down a dirty street and people whose tongues have been tainted by sour wine

an poets quiet daydreams and raspberry tinted musings are torn apart like parchment being ripped in half, the fragile architecture of my sanity a lost remembrance, the fading comfort of fever dreams snatched away into nothingness, a flickering candle blown out  

my nails scrape deep into my skull, searching in my mind for a happiness tangled in the thorned thickets of anxiety, teardrops of blood running down my fingers as i desperately cry for the gentle rose nobody ever stopped to care for

and you were
a beam of
h e a v e n l y
light
golden and dreamy
as a
forgotten melody
slipping through the gaps
in my conscious

shining down into the gaping destruction of agony in my souls cage, eyes like pools of springtime water pouring into my chest and filling me up inside

a sonnet, perhaps a ballad of euphoria with the essence of dancing fireflies and midnight rain,
sewing murmuring patterns of hope and song over my skin, pure art planting gardens of moonlight daisies in the soil of my mind

meeting you was like everything beautiful in my galaxy had come together to make a stained glass reality, snippets of melodies and seedlings of harmonies shining through in marvelous shades of sparkling rainbow

maybe it was the color of your cornflower eyes, the sunflower chime of your laughter spilling over chamomile tea into the air, the rose bed of your soft lips a burst of sunset smoothed over

an orchestra
of joy
s y n e s t h e s i a
leave
me
hungover
in my
heart

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