Of all your words written

My favorite yields response

For the time of plucking is

Outlast by the fading of my lungs

Fear not child.
You'll never be alone.
A mother and daughter are more
Than just cleverly arranged letters.

You're a fraction of her blood,
A shadow of the same.
And like all whispering shadows
They bear flesh.

You need but to absorb the light
For similarities to uphold.
With such illumination comes solace,
Yet only a mirror will provide insurance.

Lift head and straighten eyes,
Mother is watching from the other side.

Lava yonder chase
Ne'er to rise a crop from grey
Ash cloud drip as rain

My eyes are fixed on the stars- pondering.
Pneumas of fluoresce gathered from heaven.
Fragments of the moon self left wandering;
Welcoming lost souls of fallen brethren.


I ponder- e'en whilst the sky does shine blue,
For the heyday bloom is just as luring;
Nature's blemishes seen in all its hue.
A scenic route of entitled flirting.


'Tis beneath the ray of sun where clouds quake;
The fictitious hand of god makes descent.
And by true firmament the daylight break,
Oft do billows convey a man's ascent.


I ponder- ambiance of earth and space.
These two are in love- at a breakneck pace.