To be necessary is
to have purpose in essence.
Disavowed from senses
of contingent dependence.

Disallowed from connection
in simplest of form,
the necessary are
to be dead and too born.

Existing in realm
of support for all else,
with no reason at all
in helping themselves.

To be necessary is
to have purpose in essence;
contingency aiding
with iris virescent.

please...
...you have to let me go...
i cant live like this
so still
so stuck
i have to fly
i have to be free
please...

i will forever lean into tomorrow,
no matter where it may take me,
no matter where i go,
because tomorrow is always a sunrise,
the blank canvas will never stop,
i can stretch into a new horizon,
crate a new worlds each and every day
...Dance with creation, and never drop
and maybe,
On the one day i open my eyes,
to see the same thing as the day before,
and know, with all my heart,
that this is what i want to see tomorrow,
that my smile will be true,
maybe then, maybe on that day,
i will stand still with you
and watch endless time pass us by...

but for now
I'm going to chase the sun
And hide in the stars,
because my universe isn't done yet
Though i'll have to leave ours...
i'll come back to you soon
one day,                      i know i will be true
As as much as i feel the need to be free,
i know i wish it were with you
But we cant
we have to travel this path alone
I cant pull you along for my ride
As you deserve your own

No, i wont be selfish
I couldn't wish that for you

just promise me
                     if you can
that one day when  my dance is done
i can return to hold your hand
Never having been forgotten
So i wont be alone

i'm sorry i have to leave you
              forgive me
                           please

                                    don't say no

we both have to do this together,     i swear i'll understand,
whatever your decision,       i'll wish us hand in hand,
and if it cant be,      i can walk the path I've come,
praying as if it were the earth, i can walk my past back to the sun

but if it cant be
please, just let me fall
All i wish for is to be free
     with you, after-all

And you may not wish the same
after all our time
even then i'll be happy
even if only in my mind

And i would wish the same for you
That you find your happiness,
And if it is with me-    then i guess
             i'm blessed
but anyway
                  i should go now
the sun's getting low, somehow
remember, i love you
please, just don't let go.


goodbye my love,
   see you tomorrow.

You told me I could be anything in this world, so I became your favorite brandy. Because for just one moment, I wanted you to hold me with a sense that maybe, just maybe I've been your sweet brandy all along.
drink me
*let me warm your heart tonight

The smell of fresh rain,

perfumes the evening breeze outside;

a soft scent carried along by the clouds.

The coloured blush of flowers still

open to the gentle beat of raindrops.

Come with me and be still;

be calm and languid, supple and

warmed by the glow of company.


Let me strip you of your wet clothes.

I can see the light has waned.

Embrace me before you crumble;

arms outstretched,

a reflex to stop you hurtling down

to your knees.

I can feel you, a cold lake inside;

freezing over.


You say you are tired.

So tired of seeing me morph,

into your soldier.

I take up arms at the first signal.

But I don’t mind being in uniform;

at the first sign of your need.

Because I do love you,

in all your shapes and transfigurations.

In all your depths and dark pockets,

lighter days and mysterious vanishes.

I know this is true, I do love you.


You say you are a burden.

A burden you are not responsible for

manifesting on rainy mornings and

shady afternoons.

You are unpredictable; as gentle and ferocious

as nature.

But I don’t mind.

I tackle the excitement, mount the climbs;

I love knowing you can awaken from your

stupor, can ensure you always return to where

you deserve to be.

Bathed in light, laughter;

capable of all the things the true

monsters roaming this life can be, do, feel.

If those devils are entitled, I can make sure

you are too.


I wage war on your enemy; that nasty essence

defusing it’s toxicity.

It may take more of me than I have ever

donated;

more energy and strength,

more resilience to push through dark shadows,

fighting through imprisoned demons,

pulling away from sharp nails and dirtied hands.

But you don’t deserve those shackles.


Not everybody can do this;

can constantly seek new ways of breaking chains.

But don’t go to sleep believing I can’t.

I already have broken them,

many times over.

Or you simply wouldn’t exist today, at my feet.

And neither would I exist to fight for you, as I do.