i feel like people forget that humans can die naturally.
i mean we're all so used to cancer taking our loved one's lives but
some people just sleep and don't wake up again and
i somehow manage to find that type of death beautiful.

always kiss me goodnight and good morning.

The thing about most love poems is that you never know who they're talking about but you always have someone different to connect it to than the author did. I find it beautiful.

I never knew I could write poetry like this until I met you.

i love everything that spills out of that perfect mouth of yours.

i beg the shadow to lift the darkness from the corner
but it gazes at me with such condescension.
it then begins to fantasize about my dreams.
it can remember things i can't
and it can haunt me from a distance -
watching, lurking,
breathing.
but i am the dull flame
that will extinguish its desire.