Tie my happiness to the sky,

Where everything remains,

Unmoved.

It's 11:11
and for the first time
after a very long time
I'm wishing for myself
and not for you

In this pandemic
I will wait in agony
In feigned resilience
Until I touch your body
Dear daughter of dreams
Color of my existence
Before I collapse
And drown in wasteful daydreams
May you be my real
Not pixels but a warm face
Not boredom but love's embrace

You.
Are.
A.
Walking.
Masterpiece.

Do you ever wonder
if the painter
tires of his colors?

I wish I could fly
I’d go somewhere that I could call my own
A place that no one knows
let my thoughts fly about
like leaves on a windy day
no branches that can hold me down
just the blue sky that consoles me
to breathe in the fresh, crisp air
and let go of all the worries