Fall-Coloured Love
fall-coloured love you are making a Mexico of the succulent darkness from my drought of innocence
balls of lamplight drop dragons of carnival snakily in the black water and you sleep turns in my hands
Michael John Pickering's poem reads like a quiet love note written late at night. The speaker addresses a lover and says that this person is turning something dark and rich ("succulent darkness") into a kind of Mexico, a place of heat, color and abundance.
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