Mayfly
all snowy white wings
delicate fragile things
that dance and skim the summer air
hardly there
a second of modernity
to experience eternity
what if a penultimate day in May
to play and love & live
was all you had to give?

Is he who
walks all alone with pain inside
Still seeing the beauty of nature
Still being kind
Still cares, still shares
Still saying thank You.

Shell ✨🐚

It’s not the way you look
It’s not the way you speak
It’s not the way you move
It’s the way you write
the things you say
That captures me
To capture your soul


Shell ✨🐚

In my sleep
That’s when we meet.
That’s when I see.
With all the clarity of daylight.
With all the mystic mysteries of night.
The answers to all the riddles
unspoken.
Let me wipe the tears.
Let me take you by the hand.
You’re not alone.
You see when I close my eyes
I’m with you
All along in a never ending song.
As a jewel buried within.
In the heart forever.
Because true love knows no distance.



Shell ✨🐚

He has drawn me incomplete
one leg and sausage fingers
then he got bored and wandered off to play
I am a stick man
hopping
with only one stick