I was looking for ***,
but hoping for more.
You came and broke my hex
and that changed my core.

That simple kiss felt great
a call from above.
What a glorious fate
this fatuous love.

I will fall when this earth
falls
around me like ashen mist.
I'm no pacifist, but these words,
they make me want to build bridges
not burn them.
When the clock strikes the final hour
and the chime sounds
down the bell tower,
I will know the right thing to do
and it will not be to run or cower.

"Hush," you said.
"Do not worry.

All the troubles that you've gone through,
The pain that it has caused you,
Do not worry.

Even if all hope seems lost,
When no one in this world would listen
I am here for you.

Share it with me.
We'll take on life's troubles together. So,
Do not worry."

Those three words,
Were more than enough to give me strength.
As long as they came from you.

None of it was said,
But felt.
There was no voice,
But pure touch.

All this, from a hug: The simplest,
But greatest form of physical contact.

As long as you were there,
To hold my hand,
To hold me close.

So I will not worry.
As long as you're here with me.

tangled tendrils
and running
mascara

arctic thoughts
caressing a
hollow heart

she's lost herself,
in the hailstorms
and cold winter
nights

but she will never
forget the winter storm
that he used
to tear apart
her paper heart