You fucked me on top of a mountain
Your tongue tasted like strawberries
Your hair smelled like the ocean
Your face was a sunset.
You called me little sister all day before that. You made fun of my tits. But something happened to the earth and you were turned into my lover.
When you kissed me in the truck I was shaking and you held my arms-
I had forgotten the time by then, I had forgotten my name.
You promised to forgive me so when Hell opened and the Devil flew into my heart I was not afraid of the sound of his voice.
You put your hand between my legs and I kept sighing while we talked about religion.
You said God was someone’s idea of a joke and I secretly hoped you were right…
I’d have believed anything.
We had all summer to fall in love-
It happened at the end of August and when the leaves started turning it made sense that you’d left.
who’d want to witness the onslaught of winter?
Or the hush of the woods when seasons retreat?
Or the space that is left when innocence vanishes?
…or the ashes of a teenage girl?