As you may admire her from the peak of a mountain
Know that she commends the gardens she made below
For His will in every season
She will make beauty out of the weeds-of-wrath
As will in the likeness of clouds
A strong woman is prized in both seasons
Don’t fall for folly when you only catch her touching the stars

There were never any monsters under my bed
Only the ones that lived in my head

I want to hold you tight
be next to you every night

but I'm over here
and you are nowhere near

it's alright because very soon
we will be staring at the moon

spending each moment face to face
us both going back to stay at my place

The pink cherry blossom petals
don't make a sound
as they reach
the ground

What is yesterday but;
T-odays
I-rreplaceable
M-oments,
E- xpended.

and
just like
   tree buds
    in the
  spring,
i have been
     granted
  a season
     to grow

The night and the seekers
Waiting for the light
To give a name to a longing

I guess I’ll never understand
      Why you cry yourself to sleep

Why you look in the mirror
      To see one missing piece

What must I do to help you
      Sleep sound
            When I’m not around...

You are complex, hard to read

But,

You are

perfect

to me.