Thursday, February 10, 2011

Saffron Stain


Saffron stain.
Golden yellow saffron stain.
Bursting like a shimmering sun
Sitting like a shadow
On your sleeve.

Mark wasn’t there this morning
But now no amount of blotting
Can take it away
Make it stay
And it will sit in your thoughts too.

Saffron stain.
Orangey-yellow palm oil stain
Coloring your palate with flavors of faraway
Its residue’s locked away
On your fingertips
Lick your lips
And it will spread on your tongue too.

It’s waking a faint memory on your brain
It’s leaving a dull ache on your senses
Taking down your fences
With sensations
That you thought you’d kept away

Away goes caution
And in one motion
Stigmas spill
Yellow colored saffron water
D
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p
s

And you've got a stain
Yellow colored, golden orange
Saffron stain
On your...
Sleeve.

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