The day has come
A reward to be alive another day
Yet time keeps shrinking.

Cake and candles no longer excite
Warmth, peace, and love
What matters most
They're all I truly seek.

In this moment
Let’s celebrate
For we never know
Maybe tomorrow will be taken away.
Happy birthday.

Be ready to say "goodbye"
When you have the guts to say "hello"

This is my posteriori
Somewhat my mind face me facetiously
I dont mind else's priori
Just viscinity
It's all supposed to happen anyway
Just because it's supposed to
This
Is my
LEAST ACTION
In my peripheral
Somethings ephemeral
or eternal
Doesn't have deep meaning
The viscerality doesnt matter
Aprroximity doesnt matter
They are just things presented on table
Over the table, clumsily i stumble
Then i mumble
And i rumble my own trouble
A cuddle can be a treble;vibration
But vibration won't last either
And i don't mind
We vibrate at the moment
And i appreciate it
Yet im ready to let go
Nothing is set in stone

I envy the rain,
for it can touch your pretty face,
trace your lips,
and rest upon your skin
ever so gently,
while I was never allowed
to touch you
as intimately as it does.