the colours run deep
and thick
in my veins
liquid prayer
whispered sins
sunrises
and sunsets
determine the beat
of my heart
set like a watch
a clock
that ticks the night out
and taps in the day

this rotating life
that will eventually
snake away

punctuate
each palpitation of time
with love
freely given
never leaving
any spare
only the mist

of a jet stream’s trail