Each day is a face with two sides
      Do or die
Failure is an ointment
      Swarmed by flies
Lies birthed from larva
      Contempt bred from pride
The caterpillar cocooned is consumed
      Blind to the future
Either monarch or moth
      Led astray by the flame

Another day to make my dreams come true
Sending all the love that may nurture me
And the people I loved
I'm thankful for all the experiences
that I've been through
The lessons in life that taught me
to voice out and to stand up.
With courage in my heart
With practice of moving forward
With attentive eyes
I found my way
To understand each of them.
the natural resources
of mother earth's biggest
influences to me
That is what, it keeps me grounded.

I meant the distance to travel between my heart and your heart when I said "space expedition."

who knows if the moon’s
a baloon,coming out of a keen city
in the sky—filled with pretty people?
(and if you and i should

get into it,if they
should take me and take you into their baloon,
why then
we’d go up higher with all the pretty people

than houses and steeples and clouds:
go sailing
away and away sailing into a keen
city which nobody’s ever visited,where

always
            it’s
                   Spring)and everyone’s
in love and flowers pick themselves

I can feel myself slowly falling in love.

And why does falling in love feel like falling down a well? I wasn’t pushed, but I jumped and now I find myself clinging anything.

to the air, to the silence, to the fragments of vulnerability I have yet to tell you.

For who knows what will happen when I hit the ground?

When my lover asks me
How long will you love me
I reply till the moon falls from the sky
In other words forever
A love between two women
There's a bond that's so strong
I send her roses on her birthday
I'm going to pop the question tomorrow