What is Love?

A touch, a glance,
A rose, romance,
A glass of wine,
An intimate dance.

A brush, a look,

A room of books,

Lavender tea, and

Musty nooks.

Drizzly noons,

Cloudy skies,

Yellow lights as

People pass by.

This is what I think

Love looks like.

Golden hues and soft browns,

Blending into a starry night.

Burn Marks and Black Stars

Look,

She said.

Look at me.
Look at what you have made.

You took me.

You took mine.

You burned my life into a flame.

It flickers.

It sways.

To you, I am just a game.

Cattle to brand.

Tis’ my misfortune,

In my stars, was your name.

Change

Things Change, People Change, Everything Changes

I am not the person, I once was.

I won’t be the person, I am today.

Change so often, I am a chameleon.

Change not at all, I am the tail of a dog.

Confusing constant change,

Convoluted personalities,

Twisted hearts and thorns,

Are so very common in the game that is life.

Sometimes I wonder ,

What would have happened

Had I not met you.

Would my pace of change have changed?

Would my change have differed?

In another life

We pass by each other

Unknown, unmet, silent strangers.

Each’s path travels alone,

Change ever so constant.

Tell me a Secret

Tell me a secret

Store it in my heart

Paint it like a love letter

The most exquisite work of art.

Bare to me your soul

As I have bared mine

Give me the key

To unlock your mind.

Tell me a secret 

I'll let you in on one too,

There is no other I love

As much as you.

Her and I

Can you hold my hand in yours?

Make flowers bloom in my heart,

Prickly roses and soft petals;

Love has never felt more painful.

I watch you smile at her,

As your face lights up at her words.
But it is I,
Who holds you when you cry.

Would you ever look at me that way?

Eyes following my every move.

It would be exhilarating to be on display
Solely for you.

I am bare, my heart for you to gaze upon,
But only her eyes, you can fathom.

I stab my self everywhere everyday-
Because my blood makes you feel less numb. 

hope

Sometimes I sit at my window

Feel the breeze come in,

Look at the sparse lights and wonder

Will this ever end?

But the answer's the same as always

Yes, it will

As all things come to an end

With or without our will.

And then that makes me realise

How much I want us to last, 

That in the future years

We are not strangers who pass

Each other on the street, and smile for the sake of smiling

Greet for the sake of being polite and 

then ignore each other and continue on walking.

Mold

I feel your hands

Dragging me down

Your breath has my heart in a chokehold.

I want to escape 

I want to flee

You want me to break, but I fold.

Unbroken though I am

I am stretched too much

Wound from everywhere bleeding gold.

I don't know now

If you want me to break

Or want to shape me into your mold.