If our souls were oceans,
how many divers would take the risk
to brush against the seabed,
an urge to discover the unknown,
or just someone to call home?

You exist to be written and
spoken about in poetry.

And when he looks at me,
With those bottomless eyes of his,
Eyes that sear my soul, shatter the walls that remain and oust the sorrow within,
I am set free.

Flying with those that never died
Dancing with the sun that never set,
And singing with stars that have no voice,
I am free.

Free from the worldly chains that bind me,
Tethering me to thistles and thorns,
That bleed ichor and laugh pain,
I was free.

           Free like never before.
           *Free forever after.

My breath quickens as he draws close.
It's everything about him. From his tousled hair, unkempt beard, and those eyes of his.
Eyes that hold the universe.
Eyes that are the universe.
For me.
I am but the girl next door who made the mistake of getting too close to the stars.
And burn me he did.
Leaving scabs that are never to heal.
That can only be forgotten.
But how can I forget him when he has crawled onto my  flesh and taken proud residence?
How can I forget him when every insolent breath gives me a chance to hope?
How can I forget the stars that soar the sky every night?
But here is something that I have forgotten in my haste to love him,
You can only see the stars.
Never reach them.
And never for one, have them for your own.

When She looked at him,
He was busy trying to make sense of the world.
And when He finally freed himself from his chains and searched for Her,
She was gone.
A silent whisper in the treacherous night,
Lost forever among the stars.

So I'm am idiot and a fool
Well that's something I knew a long time ago.
But constant reminders are far from welcome.
I haven't shut the door and they sneak in slow.
I should have closed it a long time ago.

I'm feeling a draft tonight.
Leaving is the one I did only just find.
Dark is nothing but the absence of light
And cold is just the absence of  heat.
I'm shivering at the thought of going blind.

What's past is past
I'm not looking back
Neither should you
I don't care what you've done
Or what's happened
Sure, you've been shattered
But so have I
I'll hold you when you cry
It's no trouble
I'm capable of helping you through
          Resilence
It's what I do
Simply who I am
I'm strong, I withstand
I love wholeheartedly
         Giving my all
I'm offering it to you
Take it or not, it's still yours
Give me some time
I can offer you even more
          Eyes closed,
I dream you say yes
Don't think about it too much
Don't second guess
I may be tough
But I'm not sure how much more loss I can take
My sweet poetic friend
So true to word and flow
The raw grit and emotion 
It's attractive, you know
I'm not sure where this is gonna go
Just don't say no
Don't walk away like those before
I'm asking for friendship, no more
              For now.......
I'm just here for you
Honesty in poetry
What we both do