He gently traced her scars,
Kissed them gently,
Helped them heal.
She calmed his troubled breathing,
Rubbed his back,
Hugged him tightly.
They were there for each other,
When the world and
Their own minds attacked them,
When no one else came to their aid.
That's love.

She held my heart
In her hands
I did not feel well
She squeezes my heart
Blood flows out
Pain becomes stronger
Throw me in the air
I want to be free
From your litte games.

I was falling
Falling in love
But love didn´t catch me
It just let me hit the ground.

It’s bad when I run
Out of titles for all my
Sad poems about you.

Do roses know that they can be beautiful,
But harmful?
Do they have the power to
Stop themselves from luring someone in
And then hurting them?
No, they don't.
But humans do.

The night
She came with stars in the sky
They start to shine bright
The street lights turns on
I just want to hold your hand
To look into your eyes
And show you that
You are my only brightest star
In this beautiful night sky.