Put me on your wall
To catch everything unwanted
Bad thoughts of consuming darkness
Emptiness feeling complete
Doubts of tomorrow arriving

I want to hold onto all of these
Memorize their architecture
Rehearse the words in the sky
Tattoo them on my skin
To finally become, a part of your dreams

One day I want my poems
To be etched into the sides of mountains
Upon the ceilings of caves
Left for my ancestors

Allowing them to feel with their palms
The emotion set into stone
From times I was too weak to speak
While only words would suffice

They will inscribe these artifacts
On pages of history books
Telling the next generation
To never stop writing

Each day my heart grows more fond of the way you love me
I find myself constantly in awe of how phenomenal it is to be loved by altruism itself.
You have redefined beauty for me.
Because it is no longer just the perfection in your body.
It is not how perfect your hair always looks.
Not just how much I love your style and the way you dress.
The way your fragrance makes me weak at the knees.
No, Beautiful has turned into a word defined by complete.
Something that is all encompassing.
Beautiful has to do with your always loving heart.
Your complex and constantly working mind.
The voice that will forever change this world.
Beautiful has become something so much deeper than appearance.
It has become the hearts that will benefit from your presence
Beautiful is a reminder that we can always do things a little better.
I don’t think I can simply use the world beautiful the way I use to.
It has become a word specifically designed for you.

Science has discovered the speed of light

I am present and perplexed at the speed of darkness

Next to a mother,
Near a father,
Beside and behind
Every parent,
There's a teacher.