Dear you,

When I picture my heaven, I picture it with you.

And, though I knew I loved you so, you were not someone I knew.

I admired the innocence in your eyes when you stared deeply into the stars,

Without a hint of hesitation, I find acceptance in everything you are.

I look at your soft hair blowing in the wind, and the mesmerizing moon rays that shine off your delicate skin.

I love your heart that radiates warmth and the depth of your soul, I have yet to comprehend.

Even though we haven't met, if I may be so bold, you are my treasure. You are gold.

I know that what we have is meant to be. So I look forward to spending the rest of my life with you.

*Sincerely,
               Me.

I'd pour my soul out
in this poem,
but it's already gone.
I gave it to you.

I see your face,
Pale and white in the moonlight.
I look at the stars,
The stars that shine in your eyes.

The air is thick and solid,
Yet soft and smooth.
I feel paralysed,
Although all I really want to do is move...
Closer to you.

My stomach is flipping,
My heart has stopped.
I'll admit my mind is scared,
But my body begs for you.

We can be together,
I know we can.
Just come a little closer,
I'll prove that I'm your man

If I lay blade to skin
Will I bleed out all the toxins that make me so undesirable.

If I rip open flesh
Will I tear away the pieces of me that repel.

Will the anger and loneliness seep from the wounds
Leaving me whole again.

Can't I just pretend