One day,
I woke up and felt
an elusive growth
inside of me.
Something is growing wings,
wanting to fly with joy.
Nauseous,
I wrapped my arms around my own body,
for I am still scared
of heights.
Oct 1, 2017
Oct 1, 2017 at 5:34 PM UTC
And in a garden of thorns,
you are the only rose I see.
Jun 6, 2017
Jun 6, 2017 at 8:13 AM UTC
I remember the first time I saw him.
His radiance stole the breath from my lungs,
as if I was outside the atmosphere.
I got lost exploring the galaxies of his eyes,
and I got pulled into his pupils
like a pair of black holes.
His smile revealed a cluster of bright stars.
I wanted to explore his body,
as if he was the surface of Mars.
His laughter caused a supernova in my heart,
the strength of his gravity could tear me apart.
We danced and orbited each other all night,
then we went home to learn about the Big Bang.
May 2, 2017
May 2, 2017 at 11:18 AM UTC
Two sugars,
two creams,
turns my black bitter coffee
into a memory of you
Apr 13, 2017
Apr 13, 2017 at 8:34 PM UTC
And some nights,
as I stare up at the stars
and tears form rivers on my face,
I can't help but wonder
"what if".
Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 4:42 PM UTC
Waking up
to the sound of your breathing,
that's when I realized
it was no longer you and I.
It was us.
Jan 15, 2017
Jan 15, 2017 at 12:20 PM UTC
To be loved by a poet
is to be embroidered with feelings.
To be torn apart,
examined,
and put back together as words
instead of flesh and bones.
Jan 9, 2017
Jan 9, 2017 at 7:20 AM UTC
I am a writer,
a poet.
I bring words to life
with just the tip of my fingers.
I can create stories
that will make you feel
emotions you didn’t even know
you had.
Emotions so vast,
so deep,
you can’t even name them.
I can send you into a state
of blissful ecstasy,
or sorrowful remorse.
If you will only listen
to what I have to say,
I can make you feel again.
Dec 14, 2016
Dec 14, 2016 at 6:40 AM UTC
I find comfort in your grey eyes and the way they light up as you tell me you love me
Apr 14, 2016
Apr 14, 2016 at 4:16 PM UTC