The pearl flourishing from a clamshell
emerging from the caribbean sea
a phenomenon that even made Jupiter turn his head
you are an aphrodite
your skin warm golden sand
sunsets dripping from your lips
and the glistening ocean in your eyes;
The Birth of Venus

You were a shooting star
Strung way far up in the sky
You never had anyone to talk to
Cause no one could climb so high
You would lay among a galaxy
Far out of anyone's grip
Except for that little boy in the corner timidly biting his lip
He wanted to leave this planet and travel up to the moon
So when he would be up there he could say he's been somewhere new
But he didn't know how to get there,
So he decided to follow your light
Climbing on strings that hold our stars
All throughout the night
And so he did what no one else did he aimed straight for the moon…
Even though he didn't make it he landed among the stars right next to you

City of stars,
why aren't you shinging just for me?
City of stars,
is there someone else? who is she?
Who knows,
I wish that you'd just tell me what's going on.
Oh City of Stars,
am I doing something wrong?

There are nights when a blanket of clouds gets thrown over the night sky
And there are nights I spend searching for a single star while lost in an indigo fog.
But my favorite are the nights when the stars shine brighter than the full moon,
because those are the nights seen by both of our eyes.
Those are the  the nights shared between both of our hearts.
Those are the nights,
no matter where we are on this Earth,
even if its only for a split second,
we are together.
You, me, and all the stars in the sky;
together.

you tell me you’re not like the others
you’d never hurt me like they did
and i want to believe you
you’ll never understand how much i want to believe you.
but i just don’t know how.
it’s not you, it’s me.

Your eyes
your voice
your hair
your hands
your smile
your everything
your good
your bad
your happy
your sad
your angry
your calm
your tired
your alive
If I had to chose again, I'd still chose you.
you and your everything.
I chose you.

”What is love,”
he asked while resting his head on her lap.
She brushed his hair back and resisted placing a kiss on his delicate forehead.
“My darling it’s right in front of you,”
Her lips longed to say.
She gazed into his golden heartbroken eyes,
She spoke softly with a sorrowful smile,
“I still long to know.”
And for the smallest millionth of a second
his eyes widened and his mouth opened,
about to confess the words he had longed to say
the words he had stitched on his heart;













but then he didn’t.

What a waste of a perfect night you were
Brushing past me like the winter breeze
Freezing my toes and fingertips
Leaving me weak in the knees
There were however a few times you were kind
And your eyes were locked with mine
I forgot what frostbite felt like
And that’s why it hurts most this time
I thought you were soft at the touch
With your warm and inviting brown eyes
But when I reached over for your hand
You froze me in the cold and left me to die
Stuck in this snowstorm of confusion
Until you were out of sight
And I can’t believe i waited so long for this
What a waste of a perfect night
- gs