Lack-luster, in dull
Clusters, tall pylons reign with
Gods that look like you.

If I saw you
naked and dancing
in the pale moonlight,
your body
perfect in my mind,
your grace a holiness
of abandon,
a Muse of lust
and purity,
I would still be
jealous of Luna's eyes.

  ~mce

she unburdened her
her faraway daydreamer heart
fanciful and bright
where she treasured a beautiful home for
all the sweetness she had always carried around
as a book of poems she had been writing since she was
a little girl
far from the work-a-day life she lived
far from today's troubled clouds
a winter wonderland with a summer heart
a palace for a princess so lovely
and a prince charming made of paper-mache'
that she keeps with her teddy bears
she unburdened her beautiful heart onto the pages
poems tender poems bright
poems woven out of silly dreams and lollipops
shes a faraway heart girl
flying in beautiful starry skies
forever bright futures
and warm summer days

His body is my shield
Protects me from the dangerous needles that pin point me away from his touch.
His eyes are my world
Takes me out of space and into the galaxy of a distance where nothing ever hurts me anymore.
His arms are my clouds.
They lift me into sky so when I look down I feel like I'm on cloud nine.
His voice is my symphony.
The sheets of music that echoes through my ears in the middle of the night so I rest.
On his chest.
His chest, is my pillow.
Where I can hear the beating of his heart as mine, fades in & out while his beats as I listen to his soft symphony.

farewell tears
falling to the ground --
autumn leaves

You're the apple of my eye
the wings that help me fly
a rose without thorns
the sunshine after a storm

Prettier than a flower
you take me higher than a tower
my sweet cinnamon roll
the one who helps me reach my goals

You finish my sentences
know all of my preferences
even alone in a battlefield
your love would be the shield I'd wield

You're my nurse when I'm not well
the best woman in the universe as well
stride by stride, side by side
our love will never subside

how can I not
fall for him
when his charm
illuminates
the sweetest sin;
even the angels
change their minds

how many sunrises is a lifetime worth?