Picture perfect child,
Loveless
By her father's
Standards.

You don't
Need to change
Your
Precious Heart,
Just to
Satisfy
A man.

You've embedded your
Smile into my
Pillow,

Like
Your laughter
Into my mind

And
Your words
Into my heart.

Seen through your
Peculiar eyes,
Is a mind
Full of pink skies
And
Vivid
Constellations.

You were one
Of seven stars
In the sky,
Bleeding life into
The endlessness.

Until you gave
Your last breath
And left us with
Six stars
And a beautiful death.

Hold my hands
And tie
Our shoelace fingers
Into knots,

So that I may never
Leave your side.

They say
Good things take time.

Like a season dying
And a new one being born;
Like falling in love
And saying it aloud.

But there is wonderful,
Unfeasible,
Beauty
In the most evanescent
Simplicities.

Like sunsets
And summer storms;
Like snow falling
Only to melt away in the morning.

Like your fingers wrapped in mine,
Like the way you smile when I smile,
Like kissing you…

Yes.

Like kissing you.

Summer is over now,
And a lonely leaf
On a winter tree,
Like the lonely tear
On your spring cheek,
Is stolen by
An autumn breeze