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A beautiful view
is best when it is shared with
a beautiful you
648 · Feb 2017
Born Again
Oh melatonin
I cannot sleep without you
whisk me off to dream

The place where thoughts halt
my head has not stopped racing
for twenty-one years
and I doubt it ever will
620 · Jan 2017
Untitled
Inside my head there
are worlds colliding, new worlds
taking shape. I  just

wish I could let them
out and show this world what I
am capable of.
557 · Apr 2017
Untitled
When you're in the kitchen
drinking tea
Burn your tongue
and think of me
547 · Feb 2017
When We Meet On Mott Street
The gravity of your eyes
when you look at me
will never cease
to keep my heart
in your orbit
First non-haiku.
533 · Jan 2017
Untitled
Counting down the days
until I see her again,
however many.

All I want is to
see her in the light of day,
bask under her sun.
461 · Jan 2017
Untitled
From the ends of the
Earth, to the sea's bottomless
depths, I'd search for you
443 · Jan 2017
Untitled
The mathematics be-
tween you and I will never
be divisible
my math minor is showing
389 · Jan 2017
Untitled
If I could live life
over again, I would be
by your side each time
389 · Jan 2017
Untitled
To live a life with-
out reflection is to ne-
ver see your true self
362 · Jun 2017
Untitled
A tree sways at the affection of the wind.

Kissed by the ever-changing breeze, it submits itself entirely; bending to the winds every whim hopelessly hoping that that gust will blow its way once more, once more, once more.

Alas, the tree stands still. The wind keeps moving.
I am the tree. you are the breeze.

Please, blow my way.
346 · Apr 2017
Untitled
Why can't you see
it's not your fault?
I'd drink the sea
if you were salt
329 · Jan 2017
Untitled
All the elements
mastered by the greats of art:
lines, color, space, shape

Neither Van Gogh nor
Da Vinci could ever forge
art in the form of

You
275 · Jan 2017
Untitled
I could read all the
stories in all the books but
all I need is yours
272 · Jan 2017
Untitled
Five centimeters
per second is the size my
heart grew together

with you. Five centi-
meters per second is the
speed of our passion.

— The End —