Only the forest
knows all of her heart's whispers,
Only the stars
understand her silent cries.

Only the moon
casts a warming light filled with solace,
But this comfort dies at the end of every night; with the sunrise.

By Lady R.F. (C) 2017

I will never stop loving too much,
Giving the entirety of my heart,

I will never stop believing in love,
Looking into souls and admiring their Uniqueness and individuality like Beautiful, imperfect art.

I will never stop seeing the world  
Through empathetic eyes,

I will never stop appreciating life,
No matter how many more times my
Heart silently cries.

I will never stop being true to myself,
I will fight until the very end,

I will never stop being kind to the world,
To every special, precious friend.

I will never stop appreciating nature
And solitude, my sacred love in life,

I will never stop wanting the best
For every child, man, and his wife.

I will never stop giving my all
To every person that I happen to meet,

I will never stop offering my pure heart And soul to anybody on the street.

I will never stop caring too much,
This is who I really am;
And I will always be who I am!

I will never stop being emotional, Sensitive, considerate, kind, Compassionate, and courteous,
Why? ... Because I can!

By Lady R.F. (C) 2017

how can I write
when I am curled up
in these unblooming tulip
petals, the sunlight cast out
when I most need it
to pour it over me
and the whiff of
winter in this unmerciful spring

how can I bloom
when this melancholy I carry
flush against the bud
of my heart rips open
my flesh—
my throat dry,
my cheeks tear-stained