I count all the holes in my heart
since we said goodbye and...
If tomorrow I am gone by morning
Like the moon does every now and then...
When first faced with my own mortality,
I had little fear...
it's always about you.
i know you don't always mean...
sprawled across the bed, your bosom
rises and collapses, like your one deep...
There she was, trudging over blurred thoughts,
heaving patience to a higher level...
Looking into a mirror,
is not an easy thing to do...
You’re not an illusion
you’re real to me...
As the stars unpacked
themselves across the sky...
Please don’t judge my sexuality
‘Cause you’ve got no business there...
i write of you on borrowed ink,
dream of you on stolen sleep...
True, writing poems
doesn't mean I'm a poet...