another



                                     sinking





                                                                                        *feeling

the sad truth is
so many people are in love and
not together

and

so many people are together
and not in love

songs are sleeping in my naked shoulders
he said untranslatable words:
I want to confiscate your lips
aerate your dreams,
and all the rest, you know

I’ve tried my skin today
as if a nest of lazy hours
free spaces I found
patches of unhope,
poppies and
the possibility of you.

joy creates perfect moments
sweet fingers
nothing to take in or out
no shadows inside fists -
I just love how the light rides
the storm of things,
horizons are passing through
my words
and

*nothing louder than the heart

"humans have a
*knack for choosing
precisely the things
that are the worst for
           *them."

the ocean is everything i want to be
*beautiful, mysterious, wild and free