Twisted Rainbow
By Elissa Rosenthal
Your lips are a twisted rainbow
made of cotton candy floss
and salty popcorn.
Soft clouds of syrup
grace my tongue,
and fill me up
like the glass jar
holding my heart.
Limbs, vines, curling around my legs,
latching me to the sediment
of our river of light fractals.
Magnifying lenses examine me,
petting me with your light and shadow.
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