What i mean is this is a lipstick and weighted blanket kind of love
this kind of love is yogurt and oranges.
bright blue 3am smoke Signals.
all the magenta unlonely in
a glass of citrus and grenadine.
this is concentric circle bodies and
soap bubble hearts,
a duet of
synchronized sirens wailing at the stage lights.
sometimes i think the tide
is just the ocean howling at the moon.
some days, i think
so are we.
maybe this
is the most water sign thing about us.
i mean
when a raindrop loves another raindrop
i think they call that a Cloud
or maybe a Rainstorm
maybe just the Sea.
last night
i slept in a Tanglewood shirt that reminds me vaguely of sea glass
and also your hair.
i mean,
let’s talk about matching outfits and strawberry milkshakes
and our favorite kinds of tree.
marvel at the soft miracle of
snowflakes nestled in each other’s hair.
hold hands until the straight people stare and we are no longer freezing.
i mean Could you adjust my overalls?
Can i kiss the top of your head?
i mean i love you so fairy light.
so rose quartz and water cycle.
glitter, tequila, and crystal gem hypothesis.
i love you so aquatic.
so friendship bracelet.
so trampoline.
Arianna Monet (she/her) is a queer Black femme and marigold enthusiast living in Boston, Massachusetts (on Wampanoag land). She believes strongly in pigtail buns, strawberry milkshakes, and aquarium half-light. When she is not hiding in a library to work on her next degree, catch her cooing loudly at the nearest puppy, wearing her mother’s wedding ring, and ordering dessert before dinner at every restaurant.