she is summer.

summer always reminds me of her,

the feel of line dried clean sheets,

the smell of strawberry rhubarb jam

being made in the kitchen

along with fresh bread

and fig cake with pomegranate

i wait by the window for the june rains,

the heat ushering in wistful memories

of the woman who held the solstice in her soul

– ashley jane

i am in love with your light.

i dropped through the gray fog

on a wild flight beyond the edge of night,

and landed in the colors of June

i fell into a bright burn world

raining roses and stardust

i fell into y o u r world,

all spring breeze and a summer love

covered in sunflower petals,

and i was bewitched

i placed my heart in the hands

of a mysterious dreamer

who painted the skies

with orchids and dahlias,

as if you already knew all my favorites,

as if you already knew

how to make me bloom

i have always been shades of shadow,

but you,

you are a kiss of sunshine

you are a light in the darkness

– ashley jane

the light.

you followed me home,

to the place

where shadows bloom darkest,

and let yourself in

dressed with the sun’s secrets

on your skin

all crystalline beauty

and pretty petals

and green-garden-glimmer

you looked like a heartbreaker

with a smile that sparkled

and those coffee and cocoa eyes

but you smelled

like lilies and larkspur

and l o v e

so i let you kiss me there,

in my forest of gray

and you’ve been lighting up

these woods

ever since

– ashley jane

sunrise.

i stood beneath a shivering sunset,
wrapped in the soft brutality of its fading light
i listened to the night life heralding the coming stars,
and i remembered all the wishes we’d made
from cold balconies on lonely evenings,
all the promises that were whispered
even though we knew they’d go unkept
we were always experts at predicting endings,
yet somehow,
we couldn’t foresee our own
i stayed there until morning,
on the balcony,
without you this time,
and i watched a peek of color
paint the cityscape in shades of day,
and it was if i were seeing dawn for the first time
i suppose i spent so many sunsets with you
that i’d never noticed how beautiful
sunrises could be

– ashley jane

bliss.

i wake on sheets
as soft as flower petals,
tulips and tiger lilies
pressed against bare skin
the day tastes like
orange blossom and amaretto,
sunbrushed summer
exploding on my tongue
and there is no waiting for love
see,
i prayed for heaven,
and it was delivered,
all warm skin and familiar eyes
and i
am high on the type of serene
that can’t be found in a bottle,
a moonstruck mellow only found
under midnight silver skies
painted by hands that speak
the language of devotion
and together,
we dance under a rain of poetry,
the clouds spilling sonnets
of two lovers
kissed by an ethereal grace
– ashley jane

sunset to sunrise.

i stood beneath a shivering sunset,

wrapped in the soft brutality of its fading light

i listened to the night life heralding the coming stars,

and i remembered all the wishes we’d made

from cold balconies on lonely evenings,

all the promises that were whispered

even though we knew they’d go unkept

we were always experts at predicting endings,

yet somehow,

we couldn’t foresee our own

i stayed there until morning,

on the balcony,

without you this time,

and i watched a peek of color

paint the cityscape in shades of day,

and it was if i were seeing dawn for the first time

i suppose i spent so many sunsets with you

that i’d never noticed how beautiful

sunrises could be

– ashley jane

look how far i’ve come.

i asked you to give me space,

and you gave me the most luminous

night m a g i c

you’ve always known how i love constellations

how i search for them

when i am overwhelmed in a world

that is too much chaos and not enough calm

and we sat there watching

until they said their sweet goodbyes,

until they were swallowed up the sunlight

and i knew in that moment

that nothing was a waste,

all those tears and all that pain

because if it wasn’t for the shadows

i wouldn’t know the beauty of the stars

– ashley jane

never again.

you were barrooms and bedroom eyes

filled with sweet nothing promises,

and i swallowed down your love

but couldn’t handle the burn

it left me with a black heart

and a mouth full of ashes

and now i regret the way

i let you breathe me in

because your words

left bullet wounds and bruises

all over my skin

while those whiskey lips of yours

felt just like a razor’s kiss

and i let you bleed me dry

– ashley jane

bloom.

we planted words
and watered them with honey,
our own little garden
of love, lies and lullabies
we watched them grow
side – by – side
we told ourselves that love would survive
it was either bloom or die

(we chose to bloom)

– ashley jane

there is no cure for this disease.

an elixir

like pills and nightshade,

dopamine swallowed down

with champagne,

romance and roses

sitting on broken tables,

emotional blackmail in a pretty vase

we are the vandals of our own hearts,

carefully caged in a prison

of our own creation

we are love sick

and looking for a fix

that can’t be found in a bottle

– ashley jane