I pour into
Those that
Do not know how
To pour into themselves,
And I am left—
A vessel for cleansing,
A vase
Of wilting flowers
Who waters herself
And blooms

My breath catches
In trepidation,
Tightness forming
In my chest
Does anxiety buckle
For fear
Or because
I’ve never felt love
So sincere

On the last day of love
I filled my bath
With warm waves,
Sprinkled rose petals
And salt,
And soaked my lonely heart
Until it blistered,
Softened,
Lamenting
A song
Of resilience

Love isn't blind,
blind are those,
who never loved.

Snowfall
Whispers
In mountains high,
Promise renewing
In a healing sky.
How often we seek
Solace
In Forest deep;
We feel akin
To a world
That cannot help
But weep

Tell me of your history,
Let me see your past.
Enlighten me
And ignite me;
There is no hidden fault
That will sway my love.
For all you are,
All I adore,
Is here in front of me.
Your journey
Was simply a path
To your perfection.

Ladies,
Never settle.
Anyone
Who does not understand
The simplicity
Of your character,
Does not deserve
The complexity
Of your beauty.