With every flow of words
You touch my heart
So soothing
And so calm
Let me tell you have some magic
Going around
Maybe i just lost myself in your words 
Every line of your poetry
Feels like a long time prayer getting fulfilled
Just by holding on your to phrases
I do live those joyous moment
Just to restore it in
My heart
FOREVER

Let him go play with her heart
Loosen your grip on his
He won't give
This tension is relentless
You're far too precious
don't shrink yourself
Into believing you're less
You're not a fraction of the best
He doesn't know how to love
Your head will stay a mess
Charisma isn't enough
Chemistry will pass
Being in bed isn't all you need
To make it last

A listener who cares
A love whose there,
More than pillow talk
more than lifeless stares
Someone who'll hold you
Through your tears
He picks you up and lights your fears
The journey is together
Connected so deep
when you speak
Commited to eachother
I help you, you help me
Make it last forever
This is something you keep

Mysterious shadows on the wall.
Silhouettes detached from their source.
Just a void of light.
An outline often depicting,
the same that could be said
about some of us.
Detached from our source,
void of light.

Some say
It takes a genius
To write a good poem.

Others say
A good poem
Requires a dead poet.

I think
A good poem
Comes from the heart.