I thought I was dying
Smog
Holy
Electrifying
Crumbling of leaves
Beneath swollen knees
Respite from
Can you call it mind altering
Succumbed by disease
Leaking
I devoured
Aspects, hints of true
Licking fingers
Until they were cold and blue
Full, chronological breaths
Eruption
Then the infite thawing
I’d echo words spoken
Between eroding teal beams
The repition
Slight hints at recognition

I thought I was dying
Forest turned
Ash soaked air
Would have taken anyone
Yet you stood there

So full of life and laughter

The things of which I am sorely deprived

Are you a demon sent to torture me

Or an angel to show me my faults

If I believed in either it should be a lark

As I know both to be in existence

Indeed I am quite mad

There are infite creatures

Of which you know not

Do not doubt that which you have not seen

Just because you haven't

Doesn't mean its never been

Who is to say

That a Unicorn never grazed

A Phoenix never flew

Lycanthropes have not roamed

Maenads are simple handservants

Quetzalcoatl was merely a serpent

Ney, Not I

Nor can you I dare say

For if you could

By now you would

With clear and direct evidence

Solid as granite

Seeing as you do not come forth

I will assume you have not

Without mincing words

Go crawl back into the hole from whence you came

I love you.
It's space, time, and all things infite.
You're an Sight, a scenic view
With every aspect of you I can never forget.
Like the sun in the sky
Or a candle with a dancing flame.
Like when the sun kisses the wings of a butterfly
Or when there's a glow in your name.

I love you.
You can see it when I hold you hand.
You can feel it with the kisses that are true.
I'll give each part of my heart and
every part of my soul to you.

I love you.

The cell buzzed on a beautiful day.
A text from a girl, so many miles away.
I fell in love with a picture and craved for its touch.
Staring into her eyes, consumed is my heart.
Plump, pink lips revealing a white healthy smile.
Petite, exotic nose picking my scent from miles away.
The mind exhaust itself with infite thoughts.
Buttoned in my shirt, her pulse throbs violently against my skin.
The shadow creeps on the object, the blonde haunts the indifferent.
Very far away but very close to my heart,
the distance between two strangers.