Tulip

You greet me in the morning
in shyness hiding as a bud
waiting to bloom
with the first sun ray

I mesmerise your vulnerable beauty
with little patience
caress you with eager breaths
witnessing the full blossom

Ah!

Ah!
You are the long black coffee I so savoured in the morning.

Ah!
You are the masterpiece for my artistic appetite.

Ah!
You are the calamine lotion for my mosquito bites.

Ah!
You are the cool breeaze before a storm on a scorching summer day.

Ah!
You are the mindfulness meditation for my anxiety.

Ah!
You are the healing music to my wayward soul.

Apnoea

your face takes up all the space in my brain

my brain fogets to tell my muscles to breathe

deprivation of oxygen stalls my heart

my heartache finally stops

at the worship of your portrait