Standing over the porcelain sink,
I find a girl I don’t recognize anymore
staring back at me.
Her eyes are sunken and lifeless.
Her smile has long faded
and her once lively complexion
pale from the lack of sunlight.
I can’t stand to look at my broken self.
Hope and faith are my most elaborate forms of self harm.
With every new hope, I die a little more inside,
because I know that in the end of it all.
My light for life is slowly dissipating as
I am always being brought back to my best friend,
disappointment.

Why make wishes to the stars at night?
Your wish shall take forever love.
Send your dreams to the sun above,
  that bathes warmth strong and bright.
That sooner you may pleasures take.
From desires in you, make.

Good Morning, My Sweetheart,
Good Morning, to Thee,
Oh yes, Quite a,
Beautiful Morning, it be.
This Morning,
Your Love Letter,
Came unto Me.

My heart set ablaze,
Not with passionate fire.
But filled with the light,
Of hope and desire.

With your distant light,
4 years shone down to me.
Without hope, chance, (or) encouragement,
You still believed in me.

I gave you not a word,
No glimmer, no spark.
No hope (that) I'd return (to you),
With love in my heart.

You look at me now,
A gentle heart broken.
But you stay me gently,
Your true heart has spoken.

A powerful love,
Without lusting desires.
A sweet lullaby,
Without passion filled fires.

For lust and for passion,
These things have their place.
Not here and not now,
Not this sacred place.
I dare not destroy but,
This gift of God's grace.
Lest my actions, destroy,
The glow of thy face.

To send me a love,
Who Loved (me) from afar.
Your heavenly light,
Shining down, like a star.

So distant you were,
I felt your warmth not.
(But) you guided my way,
Gave me refuge, (that) I sought.

My heart is still shattered,
From memories before.
Just wait for my love,
Just a little bit more.

I know, that my heart,
yearns to love, and to care,
For someone so special,
Tender, Loving, There.

Love came
When I was on my own
Love came
When I was left in the cold
Love came
when I was barefoot
Love came
And gave me hope
Love came
And gave me warmth
Love came
And broke the spell
Love came
To fetch me out of hell
Love came!

if i believe
in death be sure
of this
it is

because you have loved me,
moon and sunset
stars and flowers
gold crescendo and silver muting

of seatides
i trusted not,
                    one night
when in my fingers

drooped your shining body
when my heart
sang between your perfect
*******

darkness and beauty of stars
was on my mouth petals danced
against my eyes
and down

the singing reaches of
my soul
spoke
the green-

greeting pale-
departing irrevocable
sea
i knew thee death.

                              and when
i have offered up each fragrant
night,when all my days
shall have before a certain

face become
white
perfume
only,
          from the ashes
then
thou wilt rise and thou
wilt come to her and brush

the mischief from her eyes and fold
her
mouth the new
flower with

thy unimaginable
wings,where dwells the breath
of all persisting stars

my love
thy hair is one kingdom
  the king whereof is darkness
thy forehead is a flight of flowers

thy head is a quick forest
  filled with sleeping birds
thy ******* are swarms of white bees
  upon the bough of thy body
thy body to me is April
in whose armpits is the approach of spring

thy thighs are white horses yoked to a chariot
  of kings
they are the striking of a good minstrel
between them is always a pleasant song

my love
thy head is a casket
  of the cool jewel of thy mind
the hair of thy head is one warrior
  innocent of defeat
thy hair upon thy shoulders is an army
  with victory and with trumpets

thy legs are the trees of dreaming
whose fruit is the very eatage of forgetfulness

thy lips are satraps in scarlet
  in whose kiss is the combinings of kings
thy wrists
are holy
  which are the keepers of the keys of thy blood
thy feet upon thy ankles are flowers in vases
  of silver

in thy beauty is the dilemma of flutes

  thy eyes are the betrayal
of bells comprehended through incense