see, she was
she was an ocean.
say, oxygen
oxygen is overrated.

watch, roses
blooming beneath
the caress of brine
blood cells unfolding.

a certain lightness

The sun is out till dusk
He bathes me with love all day
His soft yellow light touches my skin
The Warm feelings rushes down my body
I can't find the words
I can't find the words to tell her how much I love him
He makes me believe love still exists
Just because he left at dusk to sleep he is never gone he's always there
Hes there even when it rains he's still there
I may not see him but I know he's still there

There are many outer layers

Covering your skin

It takes a bit of stripping

To find what lies within

That is the beginning

Dig on and you will find

A thousand coats of rainbow paint

Covering the mind