Early Summer

At 5am,
she brewed the Arabica beans
into its sultry full body,
let it stain and burn her lips.

By sunrise,
she left her pretty garden behind,
hemmed it to her summer dress,
full of sunshine.

She drove her vintage convertible,
bathed in full golden rays.
Her luscious dark curls
smeared her apricot gloss.

She kicked off her canvas shoes,
freeing her feet
from the opaque tan lines.

She dived into the turquoise embrace,
weaving into the nonchalant fish,
deserted the world.

She was last seen
in early Summer.
That season was reported
the most rain.

A Field of Cherry Sunflowers

Six Sentence Story prompt – Field

Wherever I saw sunflowers in the day, I thought of you.

You stood facing the sun in full bloom of smile disregarding the harsh light.

The night was a thief who came to steal, rob and abuse.

When the night went on, beyond what you could bear, you let him slit your wrist.

Your passion for life was drained out in crimson rain.

Whenever you came into my dreams at night, I saw you wandering in a field of cherry sunflowers in an anemic gown.