A pale glow,
Nocturne elegance and grace,
Break free of its confines
And illuminate thine beautiful face,
Soft lit glimmer,
Frame the windows of your soul,
Radiance withheld beneath surge forth
And prelude the day,
Of the tide you are,
To and fro,
There is a beauty to both,
And yet more in the succession,
For sun and moon lock in eternal dance,
And what is a dance without a partner?

The rain falls
               Head over heels
        And I wonder
Why no one told it
                    That was such a bad idea.

They say pain hurts the most when it comes
knocking on our doors unexpectedly,
but I would beg to differ.
The most painful type of pain
takes years to cultivate.
it is when we,
for some reason
become so used to it
to the point that we become numb,
turning into statues of empty souls
dressing up as humans.

Moving away from
the norm.

I'm not scared
Not nervous
No fear

but

I am plagued by
"What if?"

Seems I've been
Missed by the
Rain

I'm frightened,
left
      aghast.

Afraid of moving
forward
All I've known is in the
                                          past.