I want to hold her in my arms until she forgets what loneliness feels like.
I want to hold her like the lonely autumn trees hold the fragility of clinging leaves.
The traces of her lips on my skin reach deep inside my soul and transform a broken house into a home.
The weather hasn’t been the same ever since the sun decided to impersonate the warmth of her aura.
It doesn't matter which book I'm reading; her body is the scripture that my hands believe in.

No more worries, no heartaches.
You let it go and it's okay
Let's just put it this way,
the sea is too big for only one fish and who knows?
Maybe you'll catch a much bigger one next time!
So regret this action a little, or for a bit,
or for a while,
but not for the rest of your life.

Like a Flake
Of Spring Snow
We Come
And Go

I don't need a hero
or a protector
or some to catch me

But you're there for me anyways

grabbing my hand when I slip

and kissing my lips when I'm sick

stop please
because no matter how many times you promise
one day you will be gone
and I will have forgotten how to help myself

”Let there be Light,“
He said.
”Let there be Night,“*
Unrecorded,
And never said.
Yet without the night,
Occured it would have not
The birth of light.
Yes young knight,
The night eventuated the light!
So it is in our life,
The night is never averred,
The night is never asked,
But remember young knight,
The crusade of life,
Is like a cosmic void,
Without the night,
The light is never in sight.
Make your light bright,
And carry on,
Carry on with your fight with the night!