What do you think of my poem?

I

innocent walk

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title: we’re gray and watercolor

you sleep with arms around a glass jar
(full) of twin purple butterflies
that escape from our laughs,
and our midnight tango-taps on the
summer porch,

(full) of ice tea dates by the pier,
pomegranates and cigarette smoke picnics
in the noonday sun

you’re afraid, I can tell.
we’re gray and watercolor
sleeping side by side

my eyes spell lullabies
onto your nervous arms
wrapped around the jar

you don’t have to hold on so tight,
i promise i’m not going anywhere (without you)








What do you think it means?
Does it make sense?
If not, which parts don't make sense?
Any suggestions for improvement/things you would change?
 
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