If our love was a flower
Would it be wilted and dead?

If our love was a flower
Could morning rains breath life again?

If our love was a flower
I am the bee
Giving you what you want
Taking what I need

If our love was a flower
What color would you see?
I would see you
As beautiful as could be

If our love was flower
Would we be picked for a vase?
Or would we grow wild like the meadows on the plains?

If our love was a flower
I would water you right

If our love was a flower
You would be by my windowsill at night
So that at mornings birth you could be kissed by my sunlight

There is a place I dream of
That truly frees my mind
It often smells like peace
And tastes of salty brine

The hours never wither
On these sands of time
Where the sun can always kiss her
And faces age like wine

The night is deafly quiet
Bright stars adorn the sky
The moon floats behind it
And I never say goodbye

I've been waiting for you
My entire existence.
If that means I have to wait
A bit more to be in your arms,
So be it.
Because you are so worth
Every minute if it means
The rest of eternity.

You are a
Work of Art
Chiseled from
The Maker's Hand
A unique combination
Of Humanity and
Spirit
Formed in Flesh
With a spirit.
Of love
Bestowed with gifts
Only you can
Share or keep
If kept to
Self
The gift would
Die
And bare.
No fruit
It.is up to
You
Are you a
Master's Piece

Stopped drowning in your memories
Started living happily in my own dreams
Because being stable and self loving
That's the spirit of a happy human being

That fading Us just hurts,
That vivid truth breaks my heart,
That reality creeping its way in my thoughts breaking every fantasy crushes my soul.
This sanity isn’t doing any good,
This moment where my heart refuse to acknowledge my mind
I just can’t let go.
Would offer anything to live in this fantasy!
Ohhh God please hear this heart’s desire