Is it too much to ask for, The self being contained Under the snow of your eyes Reaching out, never quite grasping The height of the situation.
Look, the moon is out! It’s almost full moon. But it’s midday, the moon’s not su… Go away moon!
Cold breath Yours was warm No breasts Fully formed Time for love
Crush my heart And take from me The very passion that is my soul; Rip it out And leave no doubt
Listen closely to this, mine beati… Thumping with passion, imagination… My longing onto you it does impart In the tuned key of deep adoration… This rhythm of love, it came nary…
Bestow upon me wisdom So that I may forget it Once again.
Ah, my sincerest apologies. I have a tendency to drop dead In front of gorgeous women.
I have that swipe keyboard on my phone where I draw a line between the letters to write the w… Sometimes, it mistakes the word
The wall’s broken down, The river’s run aground, The water’s sound Is nowhere to be found. The angst of it comes to call
In an instant she turned to ice. I fired myself to thaw her. But she was too cold
Betwixt imagination And anxious reality You exist; A phantom. I hear you
Around her neck Hangs an emerald line, Dotted with sun-facing flowers; Silky smooth, speaks her mind. This line brings this poet
What is going on Does anybody know For I am lost More so by the day And what is this?
Lifeworld is wondrous full of possibilities endless in time theoretically
Beyond the vast icy landscapes Far from the othering city There’s someone waiting for me In my favorite dreamscape. God knows I’ve been waiting for h…
