Honorable Mention, Poetry
I know you like a rose
knows the Sun
in the springtime of Eden.
Petals unfurling towards you
and dew dropping
like pearls pressed against
a soft linen dress.
You have taken root
within me.
My heart bursts in
a fireworks display.
Feel the starscream
burns sear into
muscles and bone.
You are a smoke infused
charcoal grill.
I can sip you as
warm apple cider.
I am used to the
prickled aftertaste
of crunching leaves.
You are powdery snow
and I hope I have left
you my footprints.
Ice melts, and spring comes again.