for Jeff

 

Do you know the lilac days?

Those daybreak hours when stories can exist

That twilight before the sun, which is not born and does not die

As though you were the only one in the world

As if time, just like that, was the lilac

balloon you were dwelling in

Love is like that

You tumbled into lilac days

His song flowed

– The singer lost to a river, way too young –

I made wine from the lilac tree

Put my heart in its recipe

Makes me see what I want to see

And be what I want to be

Lilac wine is sweet and heady, like my love

Lilac wine, I feel unsteady, like my love

You breathe lilac when you stand with love

your hair your eyes your touch is lilac

jasmine fulya hyacinth lilac

senses are lilac

Into amethyst

you have crystallised. Love is hollow, it runs

towards what you fear, stops time

You swim in a world without gravity

towards the magnet you are running from

When it all ends

– everything ends, do not fight it

it all comes to an end, eventually –

Your heart is purple at night, lilac in the morning

it will darken with every blow