just that deep smelling rose
just that little stolen kiss
just the holding hands
just you being here

and

thank you for the red balloon

Her beauty knows no bounds.
Her light mocha skin
So seemingly smooth.
Her eyes, dark as chocolate.
She's so beautiful.
We make small talk
Between classes.
I wonder if she knows?
How I long for her succulent lips.
Her gaze alone can make me shiver.
She's beautiful.
Shall she be my Venus, While I, her Aphrodite?  
Who knows?
I don't.

Yes
We can never be together forever
But during those times
When we were together
We built this room in our hearts
That are meant for each other
And it will always remain there
No matter what happens
We can be apart for years
And that room will still be there
If you ever need me
You can run to the room
And escape
I'll be there.
It'll be our secret escape.

The trouble with Hello Poetry
Is that I fall in love daily
Held under so many captivating spells
moulded and crafted by all walks of life
I find myself longing for all of you
the broken, the fallen, the bruised
the saints, the sinners
the righteous, the dispossessed
the holy, the unholy
all meet here
to speak of life
as they feel it
as only we know it.
Onwards, upwards
Downward spirals
kindness, cruelty
crashing through boundaries
bounding across oceans
carried on wistful sighs and broken dreams
The trouble with Hello Poetry
Is that it breaks my heart
Then brings me back to love again
All within an hour.

I saw a man selling sunlight in jars
I bought one
for you