I tell her how
how I drown
in the sparkle
of your brown eyes
and
I tell her
how I think
I think im
falling
for
you
like an asteroid
plummeting
towards
earth

she listens and
she tells me
about her sun
and how she
drowns in his light,
about
their star crossed
love
and
how they can
never
be
together

I guess
you're the sun
and I
im the moon

when you look at a star
you're looking back in time

so why then
when I look at you
all I can see is the future?

each night I stare down at my love.
supine, she lies
staring into the sky above.
with the melancholic hues of her eyes,
tear tracks reflecting in the light
and sweet little lips that told sweet little lies.
why does she come out here late at night?
for her longing expression could be my demise!

oh, but how beautiful a demise that would be!
though that means I can no longer be in sight...
that we could never be her and me..
but at least then I couldn't taunt or smite
and take away her small feeling of glee!
but with silent ideals - we are two worlds apart.
and I could never be a true devotee..
because our star crossed love is a tragic work of art.

Spawn of dying stars
Scattered sentient stardust
Stripped of sensation

~j.l.

Glowing silver orb
Pale rays caressing the waves
Soothing lonely souls


~j.l.

Life is akin to a symphony.
Even though everything is temporary,
And our existence is
But a few notes,
Each and every one of us
Contributes
To its masterpiece.

~ j.l.