i walked along the ocean shore
and with my hands i implored
that you lay down on the sand with me
so we may gaze at the pass stars,
for all eternity.

I wish the waves would carry me away
Somewhere far and out of place
To an island that has not yet been discovered
Where I would never see another.

a clever retort has never been my forte
but neither has conversation
not because of shyness nor hatred of others
but perhaps because of other's hatred for me

your face contorts
like burning paper
and i wish it would simply disappear like ashes
then maybe my face would begin to burn
and continue to burn
for quite a long while

i've casted a spell
so that one day a small portion of something will be mine
whether it be a heart or a continent
it doesn't really matter to me
as long as it is yours or you are there.