Warm colors in the sky,
The burnt amber reminded me of your eyes.
A beautiful prize,
That I can't summarize.
As my gaze curiously wanders to yours,
Caught those gemstones looking into mine enticed.
With our sights aligned,
The sun kisses the ocean its goodbyes.
As the serene waves serenades the sun,
Pulling our heartstrings on a run.
As the dusk,
Melted into the ocean blush.
There,
Your rosy cheeks.
Brighter than any sunset,
Melted mine into a smile.

Lily to your valley,
Blooming so delicately.
Petite and fair,
Purity to your name.
Embody me,
The start of spring.
Embody me,
Your embodiment of love.

You are the scent,
To my petrichor.
The muse,
Of my beating heart.
The star,
For my lonely moon.
The sunflower,
In my beloved garden.
You are,
My everything.

The lovely you,
Flawless and true.
A warm soul,
That fend off my ghoul.
Traced your light,
Greeted by your night.
Lies a broken you,
Stood your distorted view.
Cold and cruel,
You made the rules.

Kept my heart cold,
Numb in zero degrees.
Taught myself to keep it lonely,
Views of white snow.

You are the caffeine,
In my bitter cup of coffee.

As the sun
Start to set,
In dusk slowly
He grew faint,
Hoping to catch a glimpse,
of his other half.

As the moon rose,
Lighting up the night sky.
In darkness,
She always knew.
A part of her was hidden,
Away out of her reach.

Is it truly the end?
Are there ways where I can make my amend?
I held onto your hand,
Frightened over thoughts I can't comprehend.
Over our troubles,
That are overdue.

A sanctuary.
Where flowers,
In bloom gathers.
So grow with me,
And I’ll keep you safe.

I was a fool.
A fool that believed,
And on your stage,
I acted my part flawlessly,
The way you wanted me to be.

Lily of the valley,
Defined me by chance.
In irony,
I fell in love.
September you told me,
You felt the same.
We are together now,
The lily to my valley.

Fallen off a tree,
Brown leaves blown by gush of wind,
Conceding to fate.

Lavender,
Delicate purple hued.
Was never my favourite,
Until you pointed out,
It was yours.
I breathe,
In its calming scent.
With euphoric,
Thoughts in mind.
When did it start?
This addiction.
Now - feeling drowsy,
Enough to make me sleep.
I close my eyes,
Greeted by the sweetest dream,

Of you.

Kept those feelings 6 feet under,
But it grew,
and grew.
Lush and green.
Standing tall and still,
Longing for the sun.

It started with a spark,
But burnt enough to leave a mark.

When the pain I endured,
Waited to be cured.
I was not in my right mind,
Where freedom is hard to find.

Had to pave an exit,
Not knowing I will even make it.

Years gone past,
Feeling free at last.
All the tears I hide,
Finally subside.

It seemed too good to be true,
However truly it never last.
Because they kept coming back,
To haunt me once again

You took your gun,
Out and point it at me,
If that makes you happy,
Just shoot me.

I knew an old flame,
That once burn bright in frame,
A passionate flame,
That put others to shame,
I recognize your spark,
Similar to its scorched mark,
Will you hurt the same?
Or will you be more tamed?

Its raining.
Pouring,
Vivid flow of sorrow.

It rained too.
On that day,
Those spider lilies,
Bloomed on you.

Now,
Every downpour,
Is a requiem.
Singing your name.

Flick of a match,
A burning wick.
Flicker And it flickers,
A hot flame.
A fire of comfort,
Enlighten the dark.
Alas to burn down,
Last trickle of its wax.

What once was burning,
Now vanished.
Disposed,
And soon forgotten.
Just like us,
We stop flickering.

Your love is one of unkind,
A painfully beautiful one.
One that I don’t want,
One that I don’t need.