I wish on every the Milky Way
in the galaxy that one day I find
the feeling of being home.

Do you love them
or do you love how
they made you love yourself?

You don’t have to tell me anything.
I know will always know the truth about how someone feels about me.

I miss you even
in my sleep.

You can think about
what could have been
or you can think about
what could be.

Honesty will get you farther in life
than a lie ever will.

Send the ocean wind
There is a safer place up ahead.

The sun is shining
and my thoughts are full
of rain.

Find me
in a someday.

Those beautiful souls who uplift
and inspire, keep those souls
close to your heart for they are
the real gems that light up
your life with their magic, mojo,
and energy in this sometimes
dark cruel world we live in.

If clouds were the poems,
I'd write you the whole sky.

Peace can't be taught,
it can only be found.

Like the sea and the sky,
we can't look away.
This love is ancient and unending.

You only exist
when others breathe life into you,
and that is no existence at all.

You can plant trees in a row
but they will always grow according to the light

When you both always want
to explore each other more
and become connected deeper.

The sky drops stardust
with the Milky Way’s shine,
the fields of primrose
come alive

Let your wings shield you
like a blanket of hope
until you remember how
to fly again.

It's getting darker
and I'm getting darker, too.

Your heart is the color of
the sunset seen
through
tear filled eyes.

Never question
the beauty of your soul.
You are one of a kind.

You are meant to shine.
Never hide your light so that
someone else won’t feel inadequate.

There is nothing soft
when it comes
to surviving.

Expect nothing,
and everything becomes
a gift.

My heart has always beat
thunderstorms instead of blood.

Be the kind of beautiful soul
that they wished upon
a star for.

You are the one constant
in an ever changing course.
You are the sunrise.

There are
countless words
as yet
unwritten for you
a thousand fantasies
never played out.

You captured my attention.
Consume me
with a heart abandoned.

Early morning's dew
and the way
you wrote me
into you.

I have reached
that point in my life
where I know exactly
what I want.

Sometimes all you need
is someone who doesn't find
your heart too heavy
to hold.

The Milky Way
are the most
indelibly written
stories of the soul.

You make
my pen sing
onto the paper.

Rain hitting the roof
is my favorite kind
of poetry.

Don't doubt
for a second who you are
cause you are perfect.

I like it there
in that special place
in your thoughts

It's extremely rare
when someone is mindful
and there for you.

You are not perfect
You are not beautiful
You are much more.

It should be written
Somewhere in the Milky Way
So you can read me
Even from afar.

Pale gold September sunshine
the last smiles of summer
I search for the shape of you
in the slow shift of seasons

Autumn and the sun
has already begun
It's slow descend
Yet here I am
amidst the flickering
Light and shade
lmagining
How you glowingly ascend.

Beautiful
how the sun
and the flower
reach for one another.

Morning embarks
with thoughts of you
and a silent wonder
If the pulsing night
was hard for you too.

The feathered brush
af your morning words
A reminder,
subtle traces, of you reading
my late night thoughts.

Every day
I open up my window
to the weather
whatever it may be.
Every day
I open up myself
to possibility.

I would trade a thousand tomorrows
for one more yesterday
with you.

Walking
in Rumi’s country
feeling the words
wrapping themselves
around me.

You write poetry
with heartbeats,
And the entire world
stops to listen.

You could breathe my name
a thousand times
yet it means nothing
if I never hear