a poem so lovely, a poem was she
a poem so written perfectly
with every verse, such lovely rhymes
every syllable, like the sound of chimes

on summer's morning, i decide to read
the words engraved, so great indeed
such marvelous schemes of painted words
with sound, hushed cries, not simply heard

on winter's eve I read again
every word is as it was back then
the standard lines, still elegant
living harmony, so resonant

she was a poem, once upon a time
a poem so lovely, I could not rhyme
as I look back at autumn's dawn
at midnight spring, the lines were drawn

In the driest times of my life.

When the days were young
and the skies were clear,
You stood at the midst
of grassless plains and soulless trails,
of footprints made by one
who had none at all
but his void of a heart.
Sick, depressed;
waiting for his demise,
his very own destruction.

but,

You were like rain pouring
to quench a desert's thirst.

You were like wind blowing
upon still and quiet pastures.

You were like fire burning,
consuming until nothing -
was none at all.

You were something.

until

Your winds blew harder
and Your sails grew wider;
until the shine in Your eyes
could be seen no more.

I grew weary,
tired of being a vessel so empty.

I could not run away,
because at every end —
and at every stop —

I would always find myself
wanting for more of You.

I may not be your destination,
but I know that You are mine.

I will always find myself
coming back to You.


The dreamer dreams
of nightmares too
of visions,  so clear
so bright and blue
But we always know
that dreams end too
too late to say that—

I Love You.

Flashing lights from the window
How they blanket on my face!
A calling back to reality
That leaves without a trace

of dreams and of fantasies
and of bright morning stars
as memories and fragments
lead us back towards the start

ringing bells, closing doors
and two-hour dates
long walks, without a tire
no, we don't need to race

in and out the halls we go
as i try to tell you something
chasing tails - back and forth
to ropes we still keep clinging

Ah, tethered souls! Yes, You and I
Search deep in each other's eyes
as the mourning wakes my soul again
reality becomes my prize

such a lovely time
to be my Valentine
if only our words
could ever rhyme

no, I won't give you flowers
or chocolates in a box
I'd rather give you a mixtape
and a case full of luck

I'd send you a letter
with words of my own
one so poetic
one so very grown~

out of love, out of sight
love as warm as the night
O' thine eyes shine so bright!
mirrors the elegant moonlight

**** me softly with your hug
send me off with your kiss
grant me heartily with your words
as I marvel at the bliss~

of how You say You love me
as I fall in it again
as the cold breeze tries and makes me
freeze in time,  asking when~

I'll be seeing you once more
in this Valentine time's dream
save the date, **** the luck
for when reality hits me clean

I cloud my mind
with thoughts of You
as I drive myself out of
and sometimes into

a crime of one
a conspiracy of two
one was in love
the other was too

this love was arbitrary
t'was asserted by both
this love was ordinary
a relation that quotes

the names of You and I
and of how we're meant to be,
how we were not to try,
and of how we'll always be.

nothing was really asserted
nothing is really true
it was just from me to myself
and how I'll always love You

and so I cloud my mind
with thoughts of You
to remind me of sanity
to deprive Me of truth.