Delicately savoring the essence she imparts,
A feast of flavors that stills my restless heart,
For in her nectar's embrace, tranquility I find,
An elixir of truth that soothes my wandering mind.

My words find solace;
                           They dance and bloom,                  
                           with grace and elegance,
                           waiting to be consumed,
                           and amuse.

I perceive and perceive;
                  our souls woven by divine decree,
                  Apart, in the same place
                  we are incomplete,
                  while our souls find no solace nor space.

In the realm of love, a piercing tongue,
Rendered my heart useless,
Leaving me with canvas of pain

no, I haven’t been writing poetry
I’m busy living

out there
walking down the streets
partying through the nights
working to make the earnings

I don’t have the time to sit down
and write

to think about life
to just exist in this world
contemplate the nothing and everything
but now that I’m writing I feel…

I feel something
I had forgotten
like I lit a spark
in the darkness
like something died
and I brought it back

Gently she raised her dress, revealing where the axe struck the tree,
"Here, a forest once thrived," she whispered solemnly,
Then came the scars, pathways for plastics to reach the sea,
Regret's sewage flowing through springs, an unwanted decree.

Landmines left pockmarks on her face, remnants of war's blight,
Awaiting the innocent, seeking to maim and to ignite,
Deep incisions from perilous landslides, a haunting sight,
A testament to the struggles endured day and night.

She revealed the melting snow, beckoning an avalanche of change,
Witnessing a road where an unsightly swamp once held its range,
Broken ships and skeletons, remnants left estranged,
Abandoned in the depths, hidden in ocean's grange.

Finally, she pointed to the scorching sun with teary eyes, "It didn't burn so fiercely until this heart carried its demise."

Let's escape into each other.

lets escape into,
       each others trauma.

I'm lost in love,
          come find me.

She opened her legs
        exposing her secret
        gift wrapped in wet
                                *******.