yearning for a life of hope
rather than this fear
Wholeheartedly
I claim to understand
the difference between a raindrop
and a tear

a summertime day
the clouds of most delight
when I asked a blind man
if he believed
in love
at first sight

your eyes crisp like
an arctic wind
of refreshing allure
you've captivated me

I want you the same way
  I want air for breath
or life for death

basking in the
penumbra of your
riveting touch

your touch tastes of sweet maple candies and smells of rain clouds

rippling blessings
from gusts of bliss

Encompassing love floods my psyche
lost in an empty dream

your beauty crashes towards the shore as restless waves from a roaring ocean roar
   beauty
     you're beauty; floating like the sun

towering trees
above my head
I want to be like them
little tears
my eyes, they bled
planted
like a dead rose stem

words aren't meant to be read
nor heard neither spoken
they're meant to be felt
never just merely mediums
words can never be broken

a picture's worth a thousand words
everyone's heard that phrase
but a word is worth a million more
and for this reason, words I do praise

you make me tremble in my very skin
you break me down
  from within

don't talk to me
  don't utter a word
you're the source
  of my dismal
    more than anything
I've ever heard

consistently berating me,
  can't you see I want some time alone
    yet you confront me
  still hostile
    like some type of
unanswerable
  telephone

recently it
  occurred to me
how every flower
  and every tree
must live together
  in harmony
despite distress
  they must agree
simply because
  they cannot flee
the other perspective
  they have to see
in order to have
   pristine beauty

now, you can leave
  head for the sea
and ill stay here
  with my cup of tea
because maybe
  we weren't meant to be
and you might think
  to some degree
that you could be my
  Annabel lee