Wonder wallows
And wades awake
Watching and waiting
For a grave mistake.
Out of the dust
Comes revelation;
Out of chaos,
Revolution.
We seek and find
In solitude
And grow
In destitution.
Will we learn
What we yearn for
Only in
Absolution?

Minds
Wander
Because
They are brave;
They go
Where they desire
And ask no one
For permission

We entwine
Our bodies
But our souls
Are Worlds
Apart

Crevices Aching for Connection
Touched by
Wandering Hands,
Unknown
to foreign
Hearts

His eyes
Held truth with no logic,
Piercing authenticity
That whipped my spirit
Into whirlwinds.
How could one
Be so bold,
How could he
Know my mysteries?
I will spend my life
Unraveling the secrets
Of his vulnerable heart.

A kiss
Can lead
To
Broken
Promises
But the thrill
Is worth
The fall

I seek
And wonder
At the withheld
And intricate
Fabric of things,
The joyous tundra
That fills my soul
With ice
And promise of spring.
Where is joy
When dark seems absolute
And the chasm threatens
To swallow whole
The entirety of me?
Come close enough
To feel the aura bloom
And the vibes
Of triumph
Yearning to break
From the temptation
Of destruction
I so often find

You are a crystalline castle filled with an oceanic virtue that rises and falls as I breathe in deep. The sight of you still stuns me into a silence that rings in marble halls hemmed with ornate stained glass. I will never be wise enough to know the great chasms you have fallen into in your grief, but I promise to be there to lift you up. The silhouette of your body cradles me as I sleep, a comfort so fully realized that I've known it only in my deepest dreams. I love you completely, knowing your heavy and seeing your dark. None other ignites a spirit inside me that soars above the highest sight. You are a masterpiece among what some may call wreckage, I know is the most precious gold.

Time
Is relative,
Pain is not;
How seamless
We pass through moments
Yet how entrenched
In the wallowing
Swallowing echo
Of a bitter cry in the wilderness

What is beauty
But a mask
That holds faux joy
We trick ourselves
Into believing
We possess;
What we lack
Is not beauty
But connection

Tangled
In a grove
Of clovers,
We seek our luck
At the end
Of some far off road
Not yet defined.
Yet
When I look
Into a face
I’ve known
And designed
I find grace
Blooming
Within,
Surrounding me
With the warmth
Of identity

I will not allow you
To come in and out of me
At a whim.
I am a monument
To be revered,
Not a day trip
To a luxurious destination
You cannot afford

I,
A rising moon,
Cascade luminescence
That some call beauty.
But I know
The mark of my splendor
Can only come
From your sun.

It is a terror
To accept a love
So effortless
I fall
And the weight of this dream
Collapses into me,
Encompassing my passion
With possibilities
Never once discovered
Before

Bring me
Your serenity.
Shower me
With warmth.
Soothe me
With calligraphy,
And I will cover you
With grace.

How can we feel
Human
When all we know
Is horror
Inside a mind
Meant to create
Kingdoms
And instead
Harbors calamity

Poetry
Is music—
Add some rhythm
Blues
And discord
To hear it sing

How tenuous
Life is—
Delicate
As a dragonfly wing.
We hold fate
In our hands
And love
On the edge of a kiss.
Fragility
That speaks:
We will never know
More
Than this

When I open
For you
Like a flower,
And you pick my petals—
Strewn across the earth
In haste,
I wilt
And perish;
You will not
See me bloom
Again

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

Does it make me
Strange
To crave connection,
Does it make me
Weird
To demand respect.
Am i other
For asking for more
And expecting
To be treated
What I’m worth
And am I
Wrong
To see love
In such wild
Caricatures
That all prove
To be
Light
And smoke

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

In every hello,
Every coffee date,
Every awkward new hug
Or handshake,
I search
For your autumnal smile,
Your thick accent,
A familiar embrace—

And then the haunting  
Fear
Rushes in;
I remember
Exactly
Why you’re a ghost
And not a lover.

I close my eyes
And yearn to forget you,
Let your spectre
Burn
To ash

The warmth
Filling me
When you stand close,
Could ignite a thousand suns;
Delivers daydreams
Into daylight.

How can one
Be so bright
That sunlight
Dims;

Solar revolution
around love
At first sight

How can we
Breathe
Without
Anxiety
In our chest
When all we do
Is for a paycheck
And we still
Can’t afford
Rent

Romance
Comes
In waves;
How we love
The rush,
The swell,
And how
We begrudge
The crash

Heartache
Pierces
Who we are,
And what we hoped
To be;
May it unravel
Our loose ends
And turn them into
Calligraphy

Poetic
Vibes
And crystalline
Times;
This
Is the age
Of the 20’s

Laughter lilting,
Depression lifting;
Life ascending
And Love alight.
This is
The truth
When you are with
Your best friend
On rough
Seemingly unbearable
Nights

I tell you
That secrets weep
And poison creeps
From kept deceit
And yet
We hide
And scheme
And pry
And fight to shield
Ourselves
From each other’s
Eye

You bring out
My adolescence,
My childlike wonder
At what Love could be,
And then I look at you
And see,
It is all now
Finally,
After years of yearning,
A beautiful,
And almost unbelievable
Reality

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.

A mind can be
So open,
Ingenuity is shaded by grey,
Hollowing a heart,
Giving way to decay,
Mistaken as discovery.

I am
Tired
And it has nothing
To do with
Sleep
And everything
To do with
heart

You
Look at me
Palm on my cheek,
Warmth reverberating
Throughout the room,
And
All I see
Is bliss

That scent—
The one of pine
And tin,
A musk of woods
In twilight,
Is yours,
And yours alone.
Come closer,
Envelop me
In your essence.

Your burden
Is not too much to bear.
Give your heavy,
Show your dark,
And I’ll etch a path
To the light

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