if you
let it
          kindness will flood
             your world,

you can never
     drown.

                     it will be.
                        let it

         *BE.

they say you are the sum of your fears.

maybe
that's why
i insist to
amount
to much.

death and dying

is there love still in the air?
does anybody anymore care?
------
forget? how dare,
our moral
despair.

a hundred years later,
we still won't repair
the tear stripped too
bare. ever too soon. i can
feel it you in my arms.
swooning you a tune.
our tune, our time.
infantile. without a rhyme.
what is the reason?
that you have been chosen
for leaving? why did God chose
you. over the fight...
I struggle
and always lose
as the ties come
untidily loose

i never had
time to share
one last cuddle.
so shy as you were
we never did speak
but those marble blue
brilliantly hued always
drew my heart weak

I think of you, my Jay
in the dead of night,
i think of you
with every butterfly
that flies in my sight.

what you might
with your might
you are might;
my might:
looking death
without fright.
i look at you.
my guardian cherub
born and true.

i await the next time
you come four your due.