I Wonder If You Ever Paint The Sky Violet Poem by Jennifer Rosario

Sadly there's nothing left to say
Everything has been spoken one too many times
Forever lingering in perpetual repetition
The circle around my purple moon

Time and time again I tread back along
These broken tiles and filthy floors
There's the toxic smell of burning coffee and spoiling cream

The steam is quickly rising
Like hot nights on window panes
And coffee mugs for two

Yet, the cold hollow air
Can freeze any thought
And words turn to frost upon their release

I'm melting from the inconsistency
Of fire and ice
As water and smoke bend to blend

And time and time again I tread along
These broken tiles and filthy floors
There's the toxic smell of burning candles and rotting flowers

There's nothing else to say
Everything that's been spoken
has been said one too many times

Forever lingering in perpetual dreams
The circle around my purple eclipse