Keira Lau - Vena Amoris

Flowery bruises under purple rain, 

syringes of pain injected in my veins, 

a nosebleed dripping onto my 

hands and down my arms, 

a severed stitch staining my seat red. 

Hands all over and under, 

warming you up. 

Slung on a bed like a teddy bear. 

The eyes do not talk but 

at this moment I wish they could. 

A hand over my mouth like duct tape, 

glasses over my eyes like a microscope. 

The frames completing the scene, 

black border and a blurry world outside. 

It is kisses for silencing and mouths for ravaging. 

Flowery bruises under purple rain, petals and wind like a couple, 

survival on trial.