Golden flecks of man-made stars

Shimmering against the concrete

Auriferous bulbs left to flash

Off and on in Morse code

Beacons to guide us safely home

Juxtapose them to the heavenly body

Illuminate the shadows

Make our land shine new

Heartbeats in rhythm of the moving cars

The passion of the sun and grace of the moon erupt in shinning brilliance

Today I put too much creamer in my coffee
the result was a milky brown
resembling your eyes
and breaking my heart

I still don't understand how a pretty boy like you could be so drawn to my sad eyes.

732 poems later and the only conversation we've had was on the weather

You scream such horrifying words that leave me speechless, in awe, not from the insults but simply for how beautiful your face looks.

I finally figured out
as I fell in love
you simply grazed it

I give you all the love I am physically capable of and still you ask for more

I remember in November
Knuckles turning purple as the leafs turned orange
My hand, a bruised, gnarled, yellow and indigo mess
How did this amazingly unfortunate injury happen?
I was punishing the walls
That saw my loss
But stayed quiet

I'm not quiet because I'm shy
I'm quiet because I fear if I speak
dark ashes will fall from my lips
revealing the phoenix inside