NiñaEstrella

Velvet slips around my fingers
as hard to catch
as a shimmering snake.
Velvet tastes silky on my tongue 
with just the right touch of
indecisive.
Velvet has a certain touch

PART I

To love someone
Do they have to be perfect?
Must they have every single 
Lip gloss smear just so
On their lips quirked up in that perfect flirty smile?
And try to look cool

I wrote this because we might be moving next summer.

The white paint
Still shines brightly and 
If anyone dared to paint it another color
I wouldn't recognize it.
All of the rooms are as familiar as 

The wet juice

From the strawberry

Red

Dripped down her chin

A small piece of happiness, but

All the same

Happiness

Is the joy of living.

What is pain?
Is it a tiger's claw?
If so
How is it different
Than a tiger's paw?
What is hurt?
Is it an icy knife?
If so
Why do you feel it
In times of strife?
What are words?
Nothing, nothing
Words are