I gaze at you, and my eyes find home

As sure as I breathe, I desire you; like the rain desires to fall, like the light desires to shine; I fell for you, and my heart stays warm with days brightened by thoughts of us

There's nobody else like you; and just like that, when I realized this truth: suddenly, I couldn't find a means to care to look for anyone, or anything else. I knew when I felt it to my core, it resonated within my very bones.

I heed the sunset at my heels
Coinciding with an echoing call
It rhymes with scathing grandeur
A mellow cold bereaved of yesteryear

In pithy flight, shadows fade
Wicked whispers cry of somber fate
But tomorrow yields shining plight
Unfolding visage, insalubrious doubt
A sight beholds a spark of destiny
Two eyes shine brighter than the sun

Words fail to capture what the heart endures

A simple smile, a soft tone; bewildering, bewitching, casting somber tones of efficacious pleasantries

It wisps within, between the visage and paltry stoicism; it yearns to seek more

On sombre sands, a flower gently grows; does the night beseech its colors whole? Or would the sun set forever upon a glowing ghost?

Questions gaze at me like windows, cold and rife with frosting edges, the frame growing blue and stained with doubt casting shadows wider than the days are long

To seek solace, the questions wane; until tomorrow, wrought refuge in the arms of a voice that calls to things which echo "home" brings insalubrious candor

The only wicked thing here is believing truth is merely fabricated, and the destination can only ever be fantasy..

Silent morrow seethes with reverie
Disdain knows conscious plight
Such sweet tones, bereft of fate
A calling to behold the Black Rose

Awoken, seeing truth and trust
Beseeched by wistful grandeur
The spark which lights the fire, lit
Blanketed upon darkened doubt
Unrivaled in parity
Unknown paths collide in curiosity

Each day atoned by dauntless breath
Exhaled, in part, in effortless fashion
Connected by embraced truths
Such beatific composure sought
In empty eyes, the void refilled
Intrigue, compassion, the rose blooms

Sightless endeavor retains composure
Meandering thought
Heartstrings grasping at lovely ghosts
Amid a flightless trek of intrigue
Reprieve, connections awaiting home

To seek the embrace of their shadows
Faith breeds time to bear her visage
Both lovely petals, and poised thorns
Chance, beckoning to see it all through
My Black Rose echoes fate, untold
In whispers of silent fairytales withheld..

too old for dreams anymore
too young to die
stuck between a predicament and a fault in the truth that is the lie we all live

drowning with no water around; nowhere to swim, no shore to step on; as aimless as day in and day out: nothing goes right, nothing settles in

not until death are we all equal