You play hard
to get, and I...don't play fetch.

I'll craft you poems
every chance
that I get,
strip your soul bare,
entwine it's
essence — adorn you with words.

In novels, women ruled,
queens in pages revealed.
Girls grew in ink's embrace,
forever kids — time concealed.

your eyes delve, pages
turned, tales unfurl;
novels well-read.

drunk on love, mind
stagers — your tale unfolds.
I'll pen your chapters,
paint your
canvas — stories untold.

as you read, worlds
entangle — your narrative
defined,
the lines, your story shall
wrangle.

In ink's embrace,
forever you'll be, a character
in poems,
written by me.

🌕


The moon never asks for
attention after all,

                          It just glows.

Love falls like snow.
It's beautiful but it's cold.

I am a body of people
from my past,
stammering I love you's
and sudden goodbyes.

Candles burn out,

               Eventually.

I have myself to blame.
Every "stop sign" I knocked down is a witness.

I'm used.

Just that sometimes it gets really heavy!

Heart on my sleeve. My soul on a leash.

Maybe something I don't know about happened in the past.

Perhaps someone took away my heart.

Or is it just me?
Because everyone I meet makes me feel like I'm just so hard to love.

And now...they find it odd, that I like it so much in the dark.

...you will forget that you forgot. Then tears start to fall.

Its really hard to escape,
When the thing you're running from is yourself.

Don't get too close.
      
                     I     e  x  p   l   o     d   e!

Galaxies
swirl In the infinity
of your embrace.

Your kiss,
like a comet's tail,
leaves stardust on
my soul.

Our lips collide in
a celestial ballet—a dance
of tongues,

a rythem that
our hearts control.

I had to stop.

Because what else
is left to give,

when you
give it all you got?