The brash
Confident leaves
Of late spring
And summer
Bursting with
Chlorophyll
Look now
Scared
In their wilting
As the end times
Begin.

The way she sings
Her commitment to the waves

And the way he plays
Knowing only how to be brave

It has inspired me

I myselfed like I’ve never myselfed before
And the result was
I liked myself more
Not what I was searching for
But I’m gonna keep myselfing
Until my myselfer is sore

No one can gift you the sky, 💓 💓 💓 💓 💓 💓 💓 💓 💓 💓 💓 💓 💓 💓 💓 💓 💓 💓 💓 💓 💓
No one can light your soul but you.💓💓💓💓💓 💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓
Happiness blooms only💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓
where your own heart chooses to grow.💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓

a ballet of light
weaves golden threads
across the canvas of night.

the fabric of soul and sky
elusive dancers

wonder    alive at the edge of eternity

unspoken poetry breathed in my sigh
words elusive, alive within

beauty poetry
poetry        breathed in my sigh???

words elusive

a tear that never fell
shimmering in twilight

left me searching
a shadow running from the sun