They say the sun,
was selfless to a fault,
he died everyday,
to let the moon get,
a glimpse of the world

The sun was gold
But nothing compared to your hair
The ink was black
But nothing compared to your eyes
The sky was blue
But nothing compared to your polo
That you always wore that I love to stare
The day was dark
But nothing compared to your favorite jeans that you always wore
And I love to stare
The tulips was pink
But nothing compared to your lips
The roses was red
Like the ones you always gave to me
Whenever I am sad
The water was plain
But nothing compared to the day
When you took one step inside the train
Everything was colorful
But nothing compared to the colors of our  love way back then.

-peanutbuttqn

The river dances in the rain,
veiled by white fog,
with ducks flocking
beneath the bushes.

A man stands nearby,
damning his life,
for the pavement serves
as a cemetery
for his wife's birthday cake.

What a bad day,
to be a beautiful sight.

The depth of the love,
Is never as deep as the wounds,
The loved leave behind,
When they leave you;
                               Alone

Tonight,
Sleep is almost as elusive as you

soft and supple
together we laid
my head on your chest
soft heartbeat
quickens at my touch
my fingers trace
constellations
all in shapes of hearts
soft and supple
i could lay on you
as forever
floats away