two paths cross
at the edge of the darkness
that is where I stand
I am lost
I cannot read the compass
hidden in my hand
Sep 18, 2019
Sep 18, 2019 at 5:00 AM UTC
your hair dances with the breeze like grass,
while the orchid sky paints your face.
your lips, the shape of Artemis's golden bow,
shooting at me endlessly
your name sits on the tip of my tongue.
my eyes are wide and unblinking,
fingertips touching and grazing
as we lie under the starless sky.
Sep 18, 2019
Sep 18, 2019 at 4:56 AM UTC
first it was admiration
then came infatuation
until i realized that i fell
inside a hole
a hole deeper than
the a
b
y
s
s
and i don’t know
how to find
my way k
c
a
b
but one day
i crawled out
and you were gone
out of sight
and out of mind
i rarely think of you
i still wish you well
but i’m glad that
i was out of that hell
Sep 1, 2019
Sep 1, 2019 at 6:02 AM UTC
So much depends
Upon
A great blue
Ocean
Blanketing over the
fishes
Shimmering under the
Sun
Aug 22, 2019
Aug 22, 2019 at 6:53 AM UTC