Why can't my
Heart be empty?

somehow
all of a sudden
every dream
is about you

Maybe there’s something between us.
A fire that we kindle but try to put out as if we are ashamed,
Blinded by the light.
But as that fire grows larger,
It becomes harder to control.
At some point,
We must accept the warmth that the flames bring us.

I soar through the sky
Through the clouds and the trees
I lay on the ground
And get stung by the bees
I smell the flowers
And can't help but sneeze
I use charcoal to read the graves
But I can't find your name