July 21, 2020
Love is a form of socially acceptable insanity.
Place them in an institution.
White walls enclosing in fast.
Time will heal what the insanity has brought fourth.
But the scars will never fade.
Why do we desire it?
July 14, 2020
Hold my hand when we fall asleep.
Forget the world,
the far east.
Tell me I’m beautiful, for the first time.
Tell me you love me, despite the reality.
That you dream of me, more often than the rest.
How could you?
Do to her, what was done to m...
July 2, 2020
When a rose can no longer stand
straight on its own,
You dangle it; bottoms up,
to preserve its beauty.
At what cost?...
October 10, 2019
I do not dare to share my secrets
when she is shining at her fullest
for fear that her light
will only expose my darkness
October 8, 2019
if time is the currency we use
to value how special someone is
and spending it...
you must've been the poorest man on earth
and I the richest
October 5, 2019
I could sew a quilt
out of all the red flags I let slide.
It could cover a pool and keep it warm,
on the coldest day
of the harshest winter.
Woven with a myriad of materials,
scattered with repeating patterns.
I could sew a quilt...