I looked up to him, as he stood there,
right in front of me.

I felt the stars burning inside
my clenched hands.

I wanted to touch him,
with this hopeless light running

through my long thin fingers.
The moon was imprinted
in his eyes,

and I could count
every constellation of his freckled countenance.
But, I could not yield.

He was a black hole, and I was the sun.
One step closer,
and he'd take my whole life.

What do you do with a love like that?
If not love from afar.


*Sandoval

Your honey lips
Are still sweet
Even after the spills
Of bitter lies in discreet

My foolish heart
Still melts
Still considers you as art
After all the pain it felt

You have me wrapped
Around your oh so lovely finger
Even after all that happened
And all those lying whispers

I love you too much
To let you think
that I can live without your touch
Without us having a link

I'm in so deep
But please don't break me again
Try for us and let us keep
What we have despite all the pain

Your honey lips are for me
even after all that mayhem
No matter what lies they speak
I still crave to kiss them