she had not stars
but galaxies
in her eyes
and her mouth
was pure electricity
she never painted
inside the lines
because she was too busy
sketching a masterpiece
and while she was
a lot
to handle
you will learn that she is
everything
to lose
January 27, 2020
there was something about her
the way she seemed to have
too much spirit
to hold inside one body
she spoke in poetry
to a world that would never understand her
and loved
in ways most could not comprehend
her bones were made of pure passion
and her hair was stitched of stars
there was too much life in her
to be contained by mere flesh
and in her eyes there was a fire
though beautiful from a distance
when you got up close
you were sure it would consume you
January 2, 2020
i would have loved you
in your darkest hours
when you couldn’t even
look in the mirror
i would have loved you
in the quiet moments
after all the words
had already been spoken
i would have loved you
through your restlessness
and indecision
if you would have let me
i would have loved you
enough for the both of us
but, baby, don’t fear
because i will love you
in another life
when the timing is right
January 2, 2020
when you read my poetry
you are holding my heart
in your hands
my unrhyming lines
beating an unsteady rhythm
against your palm
and as you flip through my pages
know that you are skimming
my brain
peeking at all of the hidden parts
of my soul
so please keep your fingers together and
try not to let the small broken pieces
slip through
and fall to the ground
December 31, 2019
she may love you
but it will never be like
i love you
she might learn to swim
in the oceans
of your eyes
in ways that i never did
but that is only because
i let myself
drown
while she floats on your surface
with a graceful ease
i have seen your depths
the underneath parts
and as my hands learned to
feel their way around
i fell in love with
your darkness
December 31, 2019
i always promised
that i would never take
a single second with you
for granted
and i never did
even in the moment
i knew how special
each passing one was
but i am realizing
now
that it was the inbetween moments
that i didn’t treasure enough
those are the ones
that sneak up
out of nowhere
and steal my breath
for example:
i didn’t realize how much
i would miss
waking up in the morning
and my first thought being about
you
opening my eyes
and knowing i am loved
that i am someone’s muse
had i realized
i would have kept each waking thought
in my bedside drawer
or tucked them under my pillow
before
one by one
they vanished
like the december morning fog
December 31, 2019
she falls asleep
with the taste of stardust
on her tongue
and the possibility of
a thousand unfinished poems
dancing at the edge of her dreams
and with the moon shining through her eyelashes
casting shadows on her cheek
she does not long for the sun
or crave his heat
because within her
an authentic soul radiates
warming her skin
like the fall rays
that stream through bare branches
just to rest on her face and hair
and while part of the sun
will always live within her
she is falling in love
with the night
and all it’s unknown constellations
December 30, 2019
