May our life tangle
Like stems without a thorn -
A beautiful flower
Atop a rose is born.

Whether we germinate
Through the bitter weather,
Flourishing picturesque
Petals fall like feathers.

With Love and Communication
Aligning destinies planets,
Astral stars rotate into place
Wind and air no need to plan it,
Big bang planning
fates open hand,
What a wonderful life,
This universe had planned.

We should dream for love
It’s all we can give,
Pure as a white dove
It’s for all to live,
In heaven or earth
We should all forgive,
Imagine from ones birth,
To be taught like this.

Peak at the stars,
Gaze at the moon -
Hide away safe,
Come again soon.

Become my shield,
Knight to his horse -
Fairy-tale dreams,
I will be yours.

Rescued from myths,
Dragon's include -
One true loves kiss,
Hearts are renewed

Becoming this
Becoming that
I admire the heart
that wears the skin
of a woman
who knows
what she admires
herself.

The imprint you leave on my bed
is marked for my comfort -
The intangible smell
on my unwashed sheets -
I would wear them like a coat
if it meant I carried your scent,
I would wash them if it meant
I will see you again -
But most of all
I want this imprint to be,
an everlasting dent.

Washed turquoise colors
Smudge the day sky, with amber
Clouds saying goodbye.

Even if my scars
Are visible, or they cut too,
You are my ointment.

I want you as mine
I want you as remedy.
I want you for life.

I don't want you to
add more scars, I have ran low
on skin to be cut.