pink water

i can feel you here
as i breathe the rosy dusk
with a quiet smile

the pinkish wavelengths
of the spiraling honey
leave a trail to me.

your strength is my hope.
now, i open up my palms.
my weakness, your strength.

i capture my flaws
like so many soft lilies
between my small hands

the beauty of life
is that it is not well known
but we all have it.