Reach for me with talons
Scrape at the bare flesh
reveal the wasteland beneath
Devour the sandy ruins
pull the curtains of dawn
Fill me with your expectations
Watch me grow out of nothing
into a towering model of choice

Your twilight moons
white irises, that flicker
within the nights confines
clasp at the velvet darkness
pulling the stars into orbit
obtaining galaxies of their own
feeding a universal luster
eclipsing at the sight of dawn

~

As we gaze
                into the distance,
           where clouds are painted
             in watercolour wishes
    and silent shorelines
                      greet marshmallow capped
             waves chasing sandpipers
                         happily dancing beneath
           the evening’s first star,
          I take your hand,
   feeling your love
                 rush through me,
         my heart quivers
                     and I am reminded
          once again that,
        reality is so much
                     *more than a dream

In rain I know,
The stillness of love
Worth remembering
As memory is washed
Before the sun breaks.

In rain I am feeling,
Such warmth of love
Was once so whole
And hope a messenger,
The sun is coming.

In rain I am alive,
Earthly and heavenly,
Wrapped in offered cloud
By sympathies from sky,
The golden eye of sun.

all i can feel is regret
realized how much i wasted you back then
i just want to forget
everything but i'm not sure if i can

too late for that young love
but too fast for you to move on

i feel sorry for you
for not giving you the chance to have me
for not letting you love me the way you want it to be
for tearing you apart
and for breaking your heart

just found myself reading
back to our small talks
back when you were still feeling something
for me but you just suddenly walked

away, i remember your promise
that you will not have anyone until we graduate
but there really are things that matter
okay, you don't make it anyway

too late for confessions
too early for fear of rejection

i feel sorry for everything
for not giving it a try
for not saying to you what i have to
before things were ******* up
but it's too late now
now, i'm the one who's tearing apart
and breaking my own heart

it takes everything in me
to have some courage to speak to you
but you're not giving interest anymore
think my efforts are wasted

so i better know where to stand
and just accpet things the way it should be
but it hurts that i still care even if
you're not doing the same thing

~

Outside of the window
thrives a large ornamental
pomegranate, its delicate
fragrant flowers

bloom in bright orange,
tiny carnation like buttons
on a lush green coat
in full springtime attire

completely blocking
my view of the gorgeous
spring sunrise glowing
just beyond the glass

But I don’t mind because
the most beautiful vision
my eyes could ever see
is lying right next to me…

and I would have it
*no other way