Thousand splendid stars
At midnight in the garden
Were watching their God.

Once upon a time,
I kissed Death for a second,
Before Life happened.

the shape of the cloud
walks upon the wildest wind
across the ocean

the taste of the wind
reminds me of the sea breeze
inside of Eden

letter to my life
I woke up in love you
please don't let me down

Mistress of the Sun,
I dress words in metaphores.
Tell the Moon I’m home.

Until tomorrow
I’ll send you paper kisses
From the night’s prison.

Can I be truly happy?
Strange it feels, that ask.
Stranger still, I can't seem to see -
A face beneath my mask.

Vast islands of garbage float in the seas,
Plastic, I'm sure. Well, maybe some cans too.
This is horrendous. Most everyone agrees.
Water is life. And sometimes blue. So what can we do?
Save it, I guess. Once we're done with the bees.