Very Bad Archive
Music
Violet Valencia
If I could lavish
These musical notes
(you make my emotions, into)
I would spread them across your body…
Every inch of your skin.
I would caress
the half notes
And the syllables
Until nothing that lay between us
Was everyone else…
Nothing that separated our laughter
Was distance
Nothing that separated our emotions
Were words—
Nothing that separated our bodies
Except
The time
It would take
To find you
again.
Violet Valencia has published since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Violet's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Violet's latest works: