I say,
"Their words
will not
hurt me."
But at
night I
put my
head on
a wet
pillow.

I just want to hug you tight
as you are the only rock for me
when the clouds above grow dense
and the sun is not so bright

Into the river of poetry I pour my prose,
Flowing tears of written hopes and woes.

I watch as it mixes in the rushing streams,
Dancing with words of others' nightmares and dreams.

Released from my heart, it washes away,
Leaving me cleansed to live another day.

they say that home isn't four walls and a roof,
but eyes and a heartbeat.
perhaps it's true
because ever since you walked away from the door,
i feel so homeless.

As a child innocent, I briefly knew love.
I grew up, quickly tarnished, and in my years lost the companion of myself, my shadow.
I gathered pieces through my life, to fill the void, yet never whole, never complete. I surrendered, satisfied with the best I could do.
You flew into my life, through a window I thought I'd sealed tight in the stable structuring of my world.
As I was looking into the mirror, I caught a glimpse of you behind me, my shadow. I turned intrigued by your familiarity, only to find you curiously staring back at me.
You stepped forward, I stepped back. You stepped back I stepped forward. Left and then right, and we synchronized into natural dance as if it had always been.
We laughed, played and cried, settling with a sigh into sweet embrace.
Reflections mirrored in one another's eyes. Entranced in awe we drew closer, tasting exchanged sweet breaths of serenity.
I gave you a thimble, eternally filled with my passion. You returned to me with an acorn, radiating with your deep rooted love.
I vowed never to trap you, you vowed never to leave me.
We live in a land of the never, savoring the bittersweet reality of our fantasies.
We shall know never what would've been.
We shall know never what will be.
We shall know never apart, never an empty heart.