you are a stranger
and i am gloomy moonlight
we have met prior

I love you more than anything me.
Wait for you like ocean tides knowing.
And speak with fire bright stars,
   where our hearts reside, burning.
In ever we will be togehter in
   this yearning.

a love letter written in fire

across a midnight sky

daughters of the moon

hands locked -
the brightest constellation

a secret that only the stars can tell

What happens to a broken promise?

Does it sting
like a bee?
or creates a wound
and leaves a scar?
Does it die in the heart
or grow as a seed

Maybe it just lives
like a ghost

Or it creates strangers?

in the shade of the Autumn trees

we twisted fallen leaves
between our fingers

pulled their veins apart
as if they could bleed

shredded brittle bits
of orange leaf until
there was nothing

nothing

but dust