My mind,
the largest metropolis I know.
Thoughts of you roam the streets-
our memories are set in concrete.
This city never sleeps,
but with you as
its population,
it knows peace.

Dear diary;
there's a musical riot
erupting in my
chest tonight.
My ribs echo
with the sounds of
chaos and harmony.

How can a woman
be so sweet and so spicy
all at the same time?

11:04 PM
14/4/20

And maybe home isn’t a brick house and a wrap around porch and a foundation built on a plot of land after all

Maybe home is two arms, and two bright eyes and and a mouth saying “I’m so proud of you. I know you’re trying”

My favorite song
is the one you strum
upon my heartstrings-
the one that puts my
demons to sleep
and my heart
to nirvana.

Pretty little flowers dance
in their garden green

I pluck a few to form a crown
befitting of a Queen

It brings a smile to her face,
her features so serene,

‘Tis no doubt within my mind
she is the fairest to be seen . . .

I miss you
like a dolphin
misses that breath
of fresh air to sustain itself
in the unforgiving depths
of the ocean,
and tonight,
my bed lies at the
bottom of the ocean.

Even before
the beginning,
I knew that I would love you
long after
the end.

My heart beats
a little louder when I
hear your name.
It must know how alone
I really am.
Sometimes, I hear the sound
bouncing off the walls.
I swear it sings
your name.