Forever and an instant met up one day,
had a short but lovely talk,
then each went on its way.

loved and lost a boy
who wrote the most
spectacular poetry

loved and lost a boy
whose words
softly suggested
hopelessness

loved and lost a boy
who made me forget
me
and helped me see

romance has no
i
or
me

it has only
romance
love
care
truth

the truth of a poet
who was
loved and lost

who
i
loved and lost

i
i loved
and lost
a boy
who didn't let me say
i

You move,
I stand still.
You shout,
I listen.
You search,
I am here.

In the desert,
Thirst is quenched.
In the storm,
The oceans rest.
In confusion,
Tranquility.

You want out,
I control every move.
When shouting for help,
I am all that's left.

Transforming reality into dreams,
Painting a tapestry of new life,
Splashing color onto a dark canvas,
Creating something from nothing,
And restoring a paradise once thought lost,
I twisted your path into a coil of despair.

Yet who will save you?
Only. Me.

It's been a while now,
I can't remember what it feels to have you wearing your impulses while you breathe on my neck

Can't remember what it feels to be the reason you need to catch your breath

Can't remember what you and your body taste like,in every respect

Can't remember but will I ever reminisce again with someone else?

Every time I drift
something always carries me
back to your embrace.

when a boy shows you his hands
bare except for the dust
he’s begging you to look past
take them in yours.
squeeze them once.
twice.
say without speaking
that you understand that the valleys
in his palms were meant to cradle
shooting star wishes
that he’s allowed to still hope for.
when a boy shows you his eyes
of milk and crimson and melanin
a bloodshot vein for every night he can’t sleep
let him shut his eyelids.
say without speaking
that you understand that the black hole pinpricks
of his irises hold more than the universe
should allow.
when a boy shows you his soul
shivering but still working toward friction
iced over but still working toward melting
let him come to rest next to yours.
say without speaking
that you understand that he is lonely
and that his silence speaks volumes
and that you kept his treasure close
because you love him.
when a boy shows you his hands
show him your hands.
when a boy shows you his eyes
show him your eyes.
when a boy shows you his soul
show him that
this is a comfortable place to rest it.
when a boy shows you the hardness that shaped him
show him the softness
that you have in store.

Your mouth is a gun
And each I LOVE YOU
Is a bullet, reminding me
That im alive.

She was the first sin made of flesh
when no act of love was lewd or wicked
before men and gods
invented shame and virtue

hers were the fingers
that carved the heart of every star
and whose kiss set their fires ablaze
to burn eternally
in the vast emptiness of space
to give us something beautiful
to look up and pray to in the moments
we can find no beauty within ourselves

and beauty is within her name
and the colors of her eyes
and lust and desire burst from her womb
like a wild garden spilling over the universe
to give life hunger and reason

and she carved out a small piece of her soul
to give time a heartbeat
and set eternity into motion
and she is as old as she is young
for she lives outside
of the rules of deterioration and death

she is endless and kind
and you felt the warmth of her breath
in your lungs in your first gasp of air
and you will know her again briefly
as your take your last
and hear the sound
of her gently black wings carry you off
to the place where stars are born
and she carves you into a heart
to float in the sky
and comfort those
who need to find beauty
somewhere outside of themselves