A blushing flush of coral, The
for your conscience, stationed, as
dilettante troopers, between my
own reverent irises,
Shifting, with every shadow of you, a
snapshot of each facet of your moon -
Your chin pointed at the unruly sky hovering the
mangrove-curled chaos of your hair: I set out to
slip under your tongue,
forge a home between the cracks in
your teeth and mimic the taste of fresh
apricots and spring-stained lips.
I am nothing but stained glass, a fleeting
impression of the architecture of you, one
kaleidoscopic analogue of your subsistence.
Niccolò Fantin is an aspiring writer with a passion for poetry and journalism. He is also a recent college graduate that just embarked on a Master’s degree in human rights and overall literature fanatic. This is the first time Niccolò has submitted some of his poems for publication, but Niccolò has self-published, for personal pleasure, his first poetry collection “Ephemeral Souls Fade in the Summer” last year.