We were like the sun,
A nebula of broken words that led straight to warmth.
Your hands were mine to hold,
And rub.
They look
Colder and shadowed purple
From halfway across the room.  
Your eyes, a swarm of bees,
But your taste buds are no longer satisfied with honey;
They crave something greener.
We smiled at each others flaws,
And skipped stones to maybe one day glide across the water,
without being scraped by salt.
Your forearms healed each wound inflicted by burns.
Hours spend straightening your shoulders
To walk among a rare breed,
As connected to the fire as you.
Close to the brim,
Bursting with love,
You must have looked back and fallen in,
To the smoke your lungs couldn't deny.
But don't deny me,
the right to love you still.

maybe I'm not ready yet for you
we need patience until our dreams come true
I know that I'm the one who needs more time
I beg you to wait and I promise that I'll make you mine

you're so perfect that I don't dare to touch you
you're so innocent that I feel guilty every time I see you
my reason is fighting a battle with your passion
but one day you'll be my eternal obsession

We all have our reasons
To blow fire
And scorch the prince

I hold the smoke
I cough
I carry the ash
I let the burn scar

I crave a rescue
I rescue my crave

Always it happens when we are not there--
The tree leaps up alive into the air,
Small open parasols of Chinese green
Wave on each twig. But who has ever seen
The latch sprung, the bud as it burst?
Spring always manages to get there first.

Lovers of wind, who will have been aware
Of a faint stirring in the empty air,
Look up one day through a dissolving screen
To find no star, but this multiplied green,
Shadow on shadow, singing sweet and clear.
Listen, lovers of wind, the leaves are here!

The waves crash into me.
I've been held under.
You keep trying to pull me to the surface
and I'm trying to tell you it is not my wish to return
but only bubbles escape my mouth.
My hair is strewn with the salt of the ages,
water fills my mouth and lungs,
it cannot fight against your grabbing hands.

As the waves are breaking over my head
i know they are trying to tell me
how we always have a choice
and that I'll always have a home here.

Ideas becoming ink for your pen to bleed
Visions seen, held still on once blank pages to be viewed for eternity
A whole life’s experiences boiled down
Like Crack
To powerful words that, once touched by the tongue is nothing less than ecstasy
If spoken able to bring you back to a place and time once known
A time machine for you and your audience to travel in
Time being bent like young bamboo sticks to the whim of the speaker
If spoken traveling through the air targeting the ears of the ignorant like a snipers bullet
Able to hit you square between the eyes
Blindsiding its victim
Stopping in the frontal lobe
It is hear where the bullet is digested
The face goes blank, no expression
Eyes roll back starring at the bullet now lodged in the brain
The person brought back to life to experience it all over again
That is poetry

Bright bucket of sunshine
How I love you
Riding on Helios’s chariot
Evaporating all darkness
And things that dwell in it
Misery, Pain, Sorrow
Letting nothing but light into my life

I love you so much
So why do you treat me so badly
Hurt my skin if I try to bask in your glory too long
Giving the phrase “Too much of a good thing” true meaning
But still I return, skin darkened, pained by your warm touch
Letting no one know how awful you treat me

I do not like this childhood game of hide-in-seek you play
Dodging behind sky cotton and coming back out when you feel ready
I can see the jealousy that you are trying to create
I guess you want to see if I truly love you
So every time you return I try to give a smile showing my gratitude
Hiding my malice as you hide your face

Why can’t you stay longer?
Allotting me only a few hours a day
Then returning home, leaving me in darkness and sheer misery
Only for me to meet a cheap imitation of you who accompanies me through the night
Loved by some but its glory is small in comparison with you
So I lay staring into the sky awaiting your return

No!
Curse your shiny exterior and radiating personality
Your warm temporary touch and your childhood games
I have had enough
I thought I was lucky to have someone as special as you
But the world and puffs of white can have you
I have spent one too many nights waiting for your return
Too many nights drowning in sorrow and pity waiting for your hand to rescue me

I am leaving you
Your electric charisma is not enough any longer
I will find someone else who is worthy of me
I will return to the darkness that I have tried to cast away
And live in the everlasting hours of darkness