If You Could Give Anything

You waltzed on the mirrored sand, his arms like a cradle.

Rekindling colours from Monday.

A map of the world, the Mona Lisa, the Solar System.

Our reapers in grim chains, glittering ever on.

I could build a house between your molars and your gums.

Cascade the greys, come forward different.

Your rainbow runs like oil and sinks into my skin.