I close my eyes, and yet you shine through.
My night has your shape, because you’re all I knew.
My beloved, my dream, my true
Because all my lives end and start with you.

I see our past, kids where love grew,
Hiding our feelings, smiling far from view,
In books, in poems, in stories that make our sky blue
Because all my roads lead back to you.

I will build our home from your whispered clue.
My promises, you know, are not light but bound in truth.
You are the treasure, the path, and the doorway I step into
Because all my rhymes were inspired and belong to you.

The rain that fell today  
Was born of the tears we shed.
It carries the ghosts of the future we never lived,  
And it bears the sadness I could not speak

My love…
It travels beyond the veils of forever,
It sails through the nebulas on the horizon,
It sets ablaze rivers of gold,
And it freezes what is innocent and bold.

I felt your presence in the vast beyond;
It called me back to your city and home.
When the curtains closed, I sensed your breath—
Like heaven and mercy, and pain and death.

I will miss you as long as there is light above my neck,
As long as poetry leaves my lips
And words rise out of my chest.

The plans we never made, the travels we never took—
I miss you in future and in past,
I miss you in my slow and your fast,
I miss you in order and in mess,
I miss you… my beloved star.

I found myself in love with a free spirit,
with the cold wind she blows.
Her eyes are like fire; her blood lava flow.
I am an echo of art,
dreaming of love that doesn’t belong to me.

My poetry sings the song of old,
from my past lives to ancient trees that grow.
My love is the expanding universe;
it is the warmth of the sun and rivers that flow.

I cannot tame what should not be tamed...
I can only hope that she remembers my name,
because hers is carved in flesh and in blood,
in the spaces between my rhymes, in the nature of my soul.

I loved like nuclear power—  
all-consuming,  
all-expanding,  
all-eternal.

I can only love like this:  
part of my soul, despite my frizz.  
I travel and hunt,  
explore the pain in the heart and the kindness savant.

I donated all my lyricism; I gave her all my might.  
I loved her eyes and laugh;  
I destroyed futures for sight.

The truth, dear reader? It’s that I still love her—  
like a blind astronomer,  
like Prometheus and the starting ember.  
Because, for me,  
her whole eclipsed the entirety of her gender.

I crawl my walls,
Searching for a memory of you—
A lost echo,
A word of love, kind and true.

Do you remember our weekend?
Cold walls, stormy skies, a warm bed, our beach with no sand
Like we were young again,
Like the universe became sane,
Like all the chaos outside was in vain.

But that is the past…
I became a memory.
We will always have our weekend and the could havebeen.
Love outside of time,Broken records, forgiven sin.

I will always love you, until the seas go dry;
I will always wait for you to try.
I just wanted you to give a chance for me show how love can be done…
Maybe in the next one.