So I guess
I found you by accident
and forgot you
on purpose

petal frills and perfumed lace
roses vie for twirling space
each crimson face,
each quiet grace
does turn upon the silent stage
like a tide, an empty page
and sings in wordless ways

                               *"Beauty awaits, beauty awaits"

The heart sees in colours
That the mind can't comprehend

I am the girl
taught by autumn
entranced by leaves

as I wonder
how these dying
are so beautiful

I am the girl
taught by strangers
intrigued by eyes

as I wonder
how these beautiful
can be dying

underneath

should be asleep
but i'll make these words
my pillow