he did not find purpose
in the titles
the money
none of that

so into the forest he went
to lose his mind
to lose his life
but to find his soul

stop asking for so little -

i would give you

the sun

browsing through her trove of memories
wanting to have been a part of her past
so that i could have made it better

years i have spent
wandering aimlessly in the dark

blackest nights come nigh
where one's blinks make no difference

i stumble and fall into walls and corners
enveloped in darkness' veil

-

but today i saw the sun
radiant and pure

and for once in my life
all felt well

for once in my life
i was home

i’d crack open
all the sunflower seeds
in the world for you

but what if
you were allergic
to sunflower seeds

what I wouldn’t give to the world
just to be able to melt
into her embrace right now

we will soon meet and do crazy things together and the moon will be still and you’re all mine and i’m all yours and the midnight cartoons will mask our sounds and our warmth will coalesce under the duvets and create light and it will be lovely

it will be so lovely

i tire
yet i persist
for the growing void in my chest
longs for you

oh, how delightful would it be
to know that you're wanted

to be reassured
that the world would be lacking
without you

to be gently pressed into his chest
as he whispers honeyed words
into your little ear

-

oh, how delightful it is
to be wanted

an impulse flight ticket to her city
to catch her off-guard

a bag of hurriedly packed clothes
and once-promised gifts

and a moment of doubtful clarity
willfully ignored as I climb onto the plane

all of this to prove to her
that i’m all hers

i couldn’t sway my head around the fact
that my grandparents stayed together
for 54 years

it made me wonder
just how many times
they had to forgive each other
to last that long

Aye, the depthless ocean - my oldest friend.
I have long since forgotten
the language of the waves.

They whispered your name to me.
Yet another futile voyage, surely?
A most perilous journey
with an equally perilous end?

Past the uncertainty, something stirs in me.
Was it hope? Blind, dangerous hope?

I steel my mind and clench my fists.
With my heart as my only compass,
I lay my eyes towards the depths.

I had braved the harshest currents.
I had faced the tempestuous storms.
I had endured the wrath of the seas and skies.

But for you, I would set sail once more.

if loving you meant enduring pain,
you could rip my heart into a million pieces

and i’d still be happy, because then
i’d have a million pieces to love you with

the privilege to be wrapped
around the universe's arms

when the universe reflects galaxies
into your eyes aglow

when the universe whispers
honeyed symphonies into your ears

when the universe says "i'm all yours"
as they gently stroke your hair

sweet serendipity in the fact
that the universe chose you
among the countless stars it shelters

while you think they chose poorly
they thought you
were the only possible choice

mere touch itself
was oh so electric

a decadent symphony
of suppressed breaths

she tasted of clouds
and pale honey

may i crawl into your heart
and stay a while?

maybe build a tiny shelter
and stay just a little longer?

maybe buy the deed to your heart,
and own it in its entirety?

i wondered why i stopped
writing my poems
when i realized

i was already hers
and that was simply
too beautiful for words