I peel labels thinking of you
No matter the hue in the sky
Thoughts consumed until I die
Of a taste I only briefly knew
Call me a second class citizen
But don't call me Tiger
Unless you are ready
To see the marks of this tantric love affair
The lavender embrace burns inside
Peeling off layers of imperfection
Exposed
How far we fall is out of our control
To experience something
But not for nothing of what could
Be my everything
No risk too adverse
But the effects too risky
So for today
I peel labels thinking of you
