A secret seed in the soil of me,
Whispering promises I can’t yet name.
Tomorrow rests in the quiet of now,
A horizon unfolding in silence.

You are a mystery,
An echo, a song unfinished.
Each breath is like waiting,
Each moment, becoming.

I hold a universe behind my ribs,
Stars rearrange themselves.
Your future hums beneath my skin,
A delicate thread being woven.

No one else can touch this time.
I live inside its pause,
Cradled by wonder of what will come,
Already forever changed by you.

And there I sat in my serenity, unable to gaze without noticing hues of you intertwining like oils on canvas. Each stroke a testament. The vibrant palette dances before my eyes, creating a masterpiece that I am privileged to behold.

A stunning anomaly  
Foundation left unleveled  
Cracked moldings that whisper
Unexplored corridors forgotten
Tilted pillars striving for balance
Silent echoes lingering
Pushing through the crevices
Life is dying to thrive  
Within those ivy clad walls  
Embraced by wisteria
Rooted and embedded

Bathing in the dark earth.
Tunnels where a heart once sat.
Swallowed, shriveled, hollowed.  
Dissolving into the soil.

The cold eternities pass.
Gentle showers begin to fall.
Roots intertwine, weaving the cages.
Life and death are dancing.

I am resting in peace.

As the colors fade,
I come to know that I am the moon. 
Craters and forgotten footsteps.  
Keeping a delicate balance,  
Swaying the odds in another's favor. 
Only seen in the glow of your reflection,  
Showering light on every imperfection.
You are so blinding,  
I cannot see that you are nothing,  
Without me, too.

Cannibalistic cravings,  
Marinating me in hope.  
A face seared into my mind,  
Savoring the finest pieces of me.  
Preserve me for your lingering hunger.  
You are consuming me.  
Devouring what we could be.
Each taste leaving you less satisfied,  
A bittersweet flavor of desire and dread.
Your appetite leaves me hollow.