Opens book
When you reach me,
I will love you
beyond comprehension.
Our love will be brilliant novel
from start to finish.
It will include epic poems,
romances and even puns.
Half of the book will be written
in your native language because it is
as sacred as mine.
Sparks, spontaneity and serendipity
will accompany our senses of adventure.
Who knows?
There might even be a few children in the future!
*The end.

One alone cannot hold up the world
but if we all use our strength together,
we can hold it up for generations to come.

Whenever our hands
accidentally touch...
I feel electric charges
crawling up my arms
like vines.
Your soft, supple hands
brush mine and
awkward silence commences
as I scan more items to check out.
Your warmth penetrates
my frigid skin and I
no longer feel
devoid of **love.

What lovely surprises life can bring us,
Watching through the dark sky
A shiny object appears....
A fallen star ....
I made a wish....that
I was still holding your hand
And you were as close as ever,

Tomorrow I'll watch the sky again
And forever ,.until that wish
Will finally come true.

My beautiful princess
Not a moment goes by
Without you in my mind
Today it rained,
I remember
How much you loved
The sound of the rain
The smell of rain
To walk in the rain
To kiss in the rain.....

I want to be stronger
I’m sorry...
my hands are shaking... Heart aching....
I’m hurting.
Can you hear when I call you with my thoughts?

Tears falling...
calling..
time stalling barely breathing...
hardly seeing anything clearly.

Your voice...
oh how I miss your voice
the way it moved me... The way I shivered
and smiled till my face hurt
laughing...
Never wanting it to end.

I’m here...
I’m safe...
I’m scared...
BUT Im here....

don’t worry...
This little bird is fine
tired, but alive
feeling you... close...

They say when you love someone
you’re never far apart and praying
that that’s true.

Till we can be close again..
I’m holding you in my thoughts...
In my heart...
If you listen hard enough,
maybe you can hear my thoughts...

This little bird is fine.

The darkness covers my lungs and it feels like Im drowning
I gasp for air in hopes to breath in light.
I’m desperate.
I scream silently and I’m waiting for something... anything
The answers I seek are only met with my questions.
And now I’ve lost all sense of direction
and I don’t know if  I’m sinking or floating.
I know for certain I’m not swimming
For I can’t will myself to move.
I gasp needing to feel light help me gain back
what the bitter sweet dark has taken away.

I use to beg for morning light to take away this blackness
but oh no. It’s not that simple.
Now the light only brings out the sewing kit
I take the red thread and sew my smile on
right in the place I know it belongs.
I wish I had thicker string because this one breaks to easy.
I pull my hair back and slip my clothes on
and I walk the world as if I have nothing to hide.
Nothing that haunts me in some late hours of the night.

I pretend that I am as innocent as I look.
Oh sweet Sun you are just my puppeteer
until the night comes
and plays a different tune for me to dance too.
Why  do I give so much control of my bandaged and duct tape pieces of myself.

For the love of what ever is making this world keep spinning.
I’m tired of this helplessness.
I hate gulping down shots of light
like an addict needing my fix or a pick me up to get me through another day
But sadly the light is not my addiction.
The dark is
that swallows me up with it forged promises
and authentic pain that blankets me.

I am tired of fighting so tied of it.
If some didn’t grasp my hand
right before I let myself go.
I would have drowned in the misery of this
the water red and salty.
I beg for them not to let go as they pull me up
and nearly get pulled down with me.


Please cut my strings I beg
I don’t want to be the puppet of the pain anymore
Please.
You can only cut the bonds you’ve made sweetie

I open my eyes as I slice though the first thick cords attached to me
and for the first time in a long time
I see the me I want to be
and I see the light hidden there.