I listen to your signal -
synthwaves on a sailboat,
the lava pouring out of my
cranium and into an ocean whirlpool,
drinking chartreuse beneath
a smokey saffron sunset.
Tranquility sits like a mantis
on my shoulders, protuberant eyes
relaxed, the disarray between
my bones settling into a silence
that intimately details your aura;
I realize I had been sinking us,
and now, aquamarine memories
draw me closer to serenity,
steering toward a home we will
finally build a foundation for.
