Glamour that can’t be lost
Unless the world meets its end.
Painted in emotional sky;
Eyes stolen by its beauty.
With surging greed, I pursued to attain it.
To hold in my arms.
To restrain its freedom for the fluttering
Of my heart.
With spirited pair of wings,
Those that were only of my dreams
Became the reality before my eyes.
Each beat of the fair artifact drew me ever so closer to
The goddess of sky clothed in white robe.
The gorgeous array of light emitted through her
Kindled the lustful devil incarcerated in depth.
But her beauty is lost
As my sinful hands closed onto
What now became formless.
Before I could question its disappearance I’m thrown off from the edge of mere nothingness
Plummeting back into my perception
Of the reality between us.

Until the sun rise
I will be my own light
Until the cloud disappear
I will be my own sun

I have lost a battle
Not the war
Sorry but...
White flags do not belong in my backpack

Steps after steps
Miles after miles
This was not supposed to be a sprint
But a marathon

While the moonlight shines
the moon hangs low
calling out to those
whose hearts venture high
whether the moon be clouded
or unseen by the rain
they'll always stay
in hopes of reaching the stars above
while continuing to wonder
with the world in grasp
holding every spark
to let them shine within the moonlight

Summer night, moon and her white cloud
frolic on the star spangled bed
You come to me, flames of passion lighting both eyes,
moon incarnate, why your lips uncontrollably tremble?