the dog went to war
dragging along a man
century is moot

I would write to you
a five pages long
of a love letter
and still not enough pages
for me to define
my head over heels
for you -

my question is only this;
would you read them
and reply to me-
the same portion as mine?

would it be
enough of love
if I craved your name
on my skin
and kept you close
under my nose
and whisper you
melody every night
before bed?
would you see me
as the woman of your dream
or a creeper
in your closet?

I don't know
If it's love
But I can't deny the fact
That when you hold me
I feel
Safe

"What doesn't **** one must make one stronger."
Perhaps I broke that rule- I still feel weak.
Does this mean the struggle will last longer?
I have lost the will to fight anymore
My wounds aren't healing, they've become too sore.
So I roam around earth, half-dead, alive
Dreaming of a future that isn't bleak
Knowing I can't live, I'll only survive.

Falling in love is forbidden, it's meaningless.
Even if our fingers merely touch, pull away before I caress.

Do you think a girl could love a boy who writes for her a million poems?  That's what I plan to do.