When I say
that you are my Sun,
I don’t mean that you are
Luminous,
Brilliant,
Gilded,
Beautiful,
Bold,
Warm,
Or even the center of my universe.
I simply mean that
I cannot look at you
Without hurting

Press me against you
Like flowers in a book

As the rising morning sun
shines its immaculate rays
on a field of sunflowers
these flowers , they awaken
from their nocturnal slumber
and ever so slowly
they spread their petals
and gaze upon the Sun

For in the Sun
they found an eternal source
of life , hope and warmth
And just like the Sun
will my soul tirelessly
shine upon hers forever
giving life , love and warmth
to this Sunflower , deeply rooted
within the crevices of my heart

You are the sea.
You are cruel.
You are cold.
And I love you.

She said "I'm falling in love."

I said "I'm falling apart."

The moon seems so high
in the night sky,
and
yet somehow he wraps
around me,
Consoles my daily troubles
away,
His radiance warmly
encloses my entire being,
He adores me, causing my soul
to glow.

"As I stand on the edge, I feel the cool breeze flow through me.
I take in its energy, surround myself in its presence.
Becoming one with wind, I've found the necessary strength.
No longer grounded to Earth, I can fly.
Traveling far beyond the clouds, into the atmosphere."

Break free from your ties.
You are one.
The only you.
Spread your metaphorical wings and soar.
Find your life, your blood, your light.
I promise you its out there.
Its just waiting to be found.