Your the daughter of stars
The moon is your first love
The night is your amour
The sky is your limit,
the universe of beauty,
There’s twilight  in your soul
Your the ruminate of stellar
A regent of galaxies

I am found of the night
  and its serene- Itkeeps my soul at bay  
for once I taste the scent of sooth. me and the calm of silence . its youth gives me life, its truce is superior.

growing with up with someone’s reflection is a battle- a wounded stain, your groomed to their memories. your gaze is burried , dead to the forseen. your wonder in her praise , while your shadow flee.. invisibility is invited.

is forgiveness really becoming a sin!

when your eyes are swollen
weary becomes stiff

no path can mend old regrets.
the mirror is your sigh!

the reflection of neglect
I clench your pardon
rewrite my epiphany

for what I see , forgiveness is a gift
  whose remorse is immense
  with time you brew and stew

I cannot undo what I have done

She drunk her sorrow
   In a jar of lies,
    The taste of vain,
Indulged her ache,
    Consumed by pain
Her alley was frail,
   her sip to chaos, was too tempting,
     All bottled in rage.
      She brewed her madness ,
All she could take in
      Was a **** to freedom

Adam is gracious with a gaze
his lips sweetest of vines
his touch, grooms my ache,
the recall of smooches,
in a found night .
My soul wept
His tender regards,
aroused my ignition

I could not Fight my Grief

  So I  held my  wrath, starved for darkness ,
   My fury vindicated, so I craved for war
   I could taste the urge of my irony,
the suffrage of my scars ,
  
The open submission, was a pale reality.
    Was this my execution? Was I the bear of my chaos?
     The weight of my pain, was measured by scorn .