Short sentences do me well

I don't labour over what to tell

You can avoid
it all you want.
Ignore it, if
you please.
Sooner or later,
it will haunt you
in uglier ways.
Because the only
way to heal
pain is to feel it;
to weather its gusts,
and to ride its waves.

most people say
they are are afraid of dying,
but perhaps it is love
that is most terrifying.

Undone sentences
that die between lips.
Soft skinned cherry  
lips bitten by teeth.
Searching for sweet
and sour company.
Pleased by pain
and haunted by time.
Ticking clock in the night
recalling sunshine
landing on hips of gold.
Melting beauty
upon the sheets.
Mirror, mirror on the wall
where's the perfect lips of them all?

Scare away, my dullest days
Staring at a blank page, hoping for a rescue
I'm inside, my lonely eyes
Staring at the brighter side, feeling like I'm lost sometimes

Breathing in, the leaves outside
Maybe I can shine as bright, as the stars that make up half our nights
Believe me when, I tell my friends,
You're the center to the maze I made, when I locked my heart into the cage

I go back to, my safe room, and hide away until the sun comes
Shinning, onto, my faith.
Because I believe, I believe in, you and me.

Between the golden summer days
And winters gloomy sign
The gleaming autumn fairies shine
Floats down the colored ways

She loves to bake us pumpkin pies
And tells us all good night
And while we all are sleeping tight
Back in the glowing woods she flies

She wears a dress of silver silk
That matches by that view
The sparkles of the morning dew
She drinks like honeyed milk

While swinging down to summers end
She laughs and giggles spawned
And waves her little magic wand
To make us autumns friend