What do I wish?
My hands on your shoulders,
Your eyes on me
Dancing through the walks of life
With calmness and serenity

best part about having no friends
is having no enemies either
best part of having no significant other
is being able to feel whole by yourself
best part of solitude is
solitude
best part of loneliness is...
I wouldn't know that. I never
felt lonely.

the last time he went out of
his mind he liked it
so much there
that he never came back

not even after the
alcohol left
his blood

he keeps writing to this day

addresses women with 'sweangel'
a combination of sweet
and angel, I guess

but never spends more
than a matter of weeks
with any of them

some take pity on him
and some morbid curiosity

but no one loves him
truly
only his insanity

the screen
the keyboard
the small room
the closed door
locked door
closed window
blinders keeping
the sun away
a chair
an empty stomach
protesting against
tequila
more tequila

ready

you can write now

despite my mess
you gave me your best
until my eyes rest
i'll remember your kindness

despite your presence
i feel the absence
of your mind
maybe it's a sign
i feel it in my soul
and my toes
are we reaching
the end of you and me?

I don’t do moon and stars
I’m not good at metaphors
I’m not what you call a romantic
That said, I’m no less enthusiastic
When I give, I don’t count
And when I take, there’s no discount
Don’t question my kindness
Don’t look for my weakness
By your side I’ll stay
As long as you don’t stray
You’ll be mine
Until ends time

night wears
her
black velvet gloves
to
push and pull
the stars
to
light up the night
where
we are
and
to
light up
all my dreams
thus
move
the
stars
throughout the galaxies