On the last day we spoke, you compared me to a 1000 piece puzzle.

One of those puzzles in which half is made up of a pretty blue sky, with big poofy clouds.

The other half is a plain field of grass.

You also compared me to a colorful rubix cube, the sparkly ones to be exact.

My unique and confusing disarray of color patterns make me approachable.

You said all this is the perspective
that while I'm interesting at first glance, no one wants to stick around long enough to solve me.

I never would of thought that a loss of a poets friendship would be harshest of all.

I guess I should have known.

Inhaling the cold air
beautiful winter's night
ice on the ground
snow in the trees
I want you here
with me
share this moment
and each moment
I am reminded
of your beauty
intoxicating
you are with me
everywhere
I see you
your sparkle
your shine
in all things
beautiful
like you
baby
❤️

I want to fall in the snow
Wear the sparkle to hide my soul
And Be soothed by the cold
As my body goes numb

For once you were touched
like you deserved to be,
by sparkling gold,
by soft star dust
that caressed you in your sleep.
After all that darkness
you could’ve never seen the menace of light,
you only wanted to escape a fate
that did you no justice.

She is a diamond that sparkle
Reflecting her own misty glow
She is the free flowing fluid hope
In the carbon cave of deploration

Your eyes shine brighter
Than the milky way veiwed from Shenandoah
And twinkle more
Than all of the attacks and special effects in anime