Meet me at the boulevard
or the local bar,
there’s something I forgot to tell you,

you act like a kid,
and I’m supposed to be the adult,
you walk the opposite way,
like a kid,
I know we’re young and free,
but I can’t seem to pull you with me further,

you want to stay in your town,
like a bronze statue - still,
you disregarded the rules before they’ve been set,
traveling with the wind
and disappearing in light,
I see you through yet can’t move past you,

like a rock,
like a barrier,
you act like a kid,
I act like an adult,
so why can’t I move past you?

I sat down on the ledge after it got dark,
in my head only thoughts about my fresh start,
it got ultra bright,
I became a star,
and the unclear became clear once and for all,

I’m like a stained diamond,
I’m a medley of numerous colors,
mainly dark and light but they contrast well together,
they create me
24/7,

I exist in two separate and opposite dimensions,
one is happily blooming while the other one is haunted by eternal rains,
I found peace in being myself,
I’m variegated like a rare sea stone,
and most importantly I’ve learned to live with it casually day by day,

and every day is new,
the weather is changing with my inner climate change,
the ice melts and the sun gains power,
but why would I see faults in this occurrence, when I can cherish it,

not everyone perceives life in two filters at once,
I should be happy to be me they say,

and guess what - I am!

I borrowed personality from the perfect girl in school,
in my biggest year,
the most eventful for sure,

I was on a self-set mission,
caustic and cold like the last friendly winter,
to the goal,
never backwards,

unsatisfied never afterwards,
born to win,
snap of the two bosses after the titanium aura vanished like a weak spell,
legacy ruined,

no place to sit peacefully and dream like during a starry night,
the tale is over,
legacy ******,

but it’s what made me a stronger person that I wanted to be,
ever since I met you K.,
your eyes had something mine were missing,

and I’ve heard you’re still around,
the walls emit power
of the holy turtle of the far east,
swiftly as a turtle dove on the light breeze,

I’m awoken once and for all,
fate didn’t want me to rule one kingdom forever,

so I sat on my hands,
though the world is an endless thing,

unholy thing,

let me walk in style through new walls like the best new king,

I inherit personality from the best girl in my dreams.

I think about Cindy when our laser sights meet
at some point in space,
what’s so victorious about you I wonder,
Venus,
three poems are enough to express your lack of knowledge about me,

I look out of my car window but this time it is the real thing,
which I’ve been anticipating,
turn the purple lights on like on the set director,
learn to be a potent factor,
I don’t open up about homemade allegories,
lasers meet,
at one point,

I storage arcane sketches in remote places and your mind unfamiliar,
you paint and paint,
when we both evidently know you’ve mistaken everything about me,
you know very little about me,
but you found my weak spot like through laser vision,

you’re different than my other girls,
you find a use in it like the greatest individual philosopher,

you don’t accept advices directly through mail, but through air,
through the light like an enduring beam
of purple light,
it started with Violet,

you are just something else.

I sailed in the silent waters of the noir movie type of sea,
and this thought occurred to me from the far distance behind,
why drive away in the night when you can go out with a bang,

say what you want,
but don’t call me your friend,

how to avoid drama when the scenery is meant for it?
different settings?
might work with you but not with me,
I’ve been modified by those who had no skill in it after all,

I almost left,
caught the train but exited on the next station,
the only thing that keeps me here is probably nostalgia about Venus,
because that was the biggest love of my life,
but I had to let go,
then I found someone two times better exploring downtown bars,
but I let go for safety reasons,

I’ll stay, but sometimes I really want to taste a different alignment of stars,
leave the neighborhood in the middle of the quietest night,
and go down to California with nothing by my side,
far away from everything,

but most importantly from you.

Not moving forever is pretty boring,
so I left the dock,
on my new boat,
I went off to the unknown,

I woke up in the middle of the night and it was also the middle of the summer,
I thought about how many lies I’ve cooked up to make me a stable passage,
then I went out on the balcony,
and gazed into the vastest lake,
and the pinnacle inverted by nature,

and in that moment I thought about that time I gave up right by the summit,
how I said ‘**** it’ and hit your name in my contacts book,
and stared at the calling screen,
and told you to get me back home,
which you did later,

I got back inside and made me some tea in which I saw my reflection,
then the clock struck 2am,
and I thought about that night when I was obsessed with you like crazy,
and how it turned the signs on all the roads by 180 degrees,
all trains derailed,
all communication was lost with the outside world like in a catastrophic movie,
the cinematic slideshow finished,
I got back to bed,

and then in my dream I saw myself reaching the summit which I gave up on,
I climbed it,
left a flag,
and floated towards the clouds like a cleansed angel who has fallen for a reason,
hopefully karma did its thing,
and now I can start like new,

after the day I do all of this in real life,
that’s on my to-do list.

Red roses were in your hair as a part of a flowery crown,
make something up,
my original aesthetic,
novel love life,

she said ‘become a poem’ so I became a poem,
voltage free,
no one speaks,
I express microscopic feelings and make them into twisted stories,

keep Twitter memories,
I love you for some reason so I visit you frequently,
not in the form of angel neither demon down on Earth,
but through meta connection,

false rejection,
come back to Brooklyn,

Discord Love,
growing in me on school benches,
medallion craved by time,
as the stars were dashing in not equal tempos,

I love my alter ego,
I love you,
and the mystic gate I kept locked is halfway opened for the world,
a week apart,

but I won’t take another step,

not just yet.

Pick me up from the gardens,
I’m sweet enough,
and ready to become wine,

I left my soul in California,
I grew up overnight for my gardener,
in wait for a better life,

turn me into wine,
Laurel Canyon psychedelic life bored me,
so I went out on the PCH,

I did it all for you gardener,

I did it for us,

it’s hard to change overnight,
enter a room filled with light,
goodbye ultraviolet,
now I can be found mainly outside,

this story was supposed to be chaotic,
but I changed overnight,
it was hard but I succeeded,

I grew on dry soil,
but my fruits are upper class,

everything is possible,
I did it - I believed it,

now expect from me:

a box sent all the way from Arizona,
dose of sweetness without cover,
just enough for all my lovers.

Caramel melting in my mouth,
this poem wasn’t even meant to be about you,
I don’t know your name,
but the kiss was so good I can’t forget you,
baby,
you moved away,
like a tide or a wave,
I forgot you existed,
sweetness sickness,
I still have that bellyache,

my swiftness was your fuel,
jewel to your paper crown,
and you just tasted like,
the caramel latte that I bought on my way from work,
the chasers left the town,
and Venice was my home,
I never thought of you a single time on my way from work,
my tastebuds didn’t work,
Cinnamon all night long,

but you have a blank page in my lovers textbook,
I saved colorful pens if I will ever find you,
blue sky,
red fire,
and cotton candy clouds,
everything seems normal without you,
some days
I think
how all this time
I was living happy without you,

the love songs,
with no addressee,
keep being sang back at me,
but I have stuff
to care about
more than I do currently,

caramel flowing from candy,

you are not mine and never were,

I **** at storytelling,

hurt and free to go.

The rains left,
I left
you in North Carolina,

I recall my debutant days from three years ago,
the dew on the tall grass,
the primordial architecture which bloomed into a real empire,

nothing expired,
we are older,
better,
and never the same,

as soon as I return home I’ll set sail to The Neighboring Island,
from the absent dock just yet,
off my old home,

I will redo everything it takes
to recover you from the abandoned script,
I went too far,
literally, baby, too far,

and I went even further when it comes to moving away from you,
past the thriving all year long tropical zone,

I moved to the second island,
then I left with the rains,

but I heard they’ve returned,
so have I,

in North Carolina, where all life was born,
not forgetting the better try,
which I took in the legit way,
intended,

no timer,
we’re set free.

New track,
new car,
I switch them like lovers and can’t find the one which satisfies me,
less obstacles could mean lesser danger but I go and never think,

new track,
new love,
I contain two secret poets living deep inside me,
changes only force me to collapse which denies my great density,
I don’t fall apart,
not anymore,

or at least not as much as I was doing some years ago,
the aircraft landed,
tanked,
and flew to space,

new track,
new expression,
I fix myself every day progressively,

I came in hotly like Dorian,
I’ll leave like John Wayne.

Nothing’s prettier than that smile,
on the face of someone you love,
and it was drawn by you,

nothing’s prettier than that smile,
no manmade crayon can draw,
but the truest love of yours,

be the first who drew one on mine,
the time is up but who cares,

what’s the fun in a life lesson?
long gone,
you are hard not to think about,

why am I writing another love poem about the same lover?
because I never get enough,
it goes over and over,

Hollywood,
Gone By Daylight,

then I find someone new and get attached,
hoping we disconnect,

new stars to colonize,
and new lands to explore,
one day I love you,
one day I don’t,
you will forever be a part of me,

the moon was clear,
like the change between us,

wooden like R and its guardian,
I don’t conduct electricity,
nice try though,

I only hope one day I will find someone who will be worth
being hung up on all my lifetime,

afterlife too.

Do I want a drink?
or do i want a walk?
I’m underneath the August spell,
and pre-September aura,

a star fell from the sky,
it vanished at dusk like a phantom,
a shooting star crossed my path,
it fell from so high,
entered my atmosphere,
which contained a black hole,
my stairway to heaven,
it fell from so high,
hit me like a storyline,
which expanded into a poem,
my great escape,

but I moved to a new land,
capitalized myself,
I write my future down,
upgrading it with every new day,
yes, I changed my lifestyle,
escalated backwards,
it’s time to slow down,
wake up happier every new day,

I wink at my past with grace,
all the roads that I drove through,
all the bars where I got wasted,
all the friends I let drive away,
all my failures,
all my victories,
blues you gave me,
and fake smiles,
I look at all of them with grace,
for the last time ever,
standing at the crossroads,
knowing where to turn,
at last.