Music, birds
death and life...
Let me see your brilliance
Let me see your light...
Every single time the pen
scratches its tip against the paper...
Hands reach,
Deceiving the eye...
I feel like I'm empty inside
There is definitely a void...
The empty bottles sitting on the counter top
Reminding me of the eventful night before...
I love you like a star, dear
with auspicious eyes and falling lines...
Lost in my literal obsession, I pen you down
with absolute hunger to title my new book...
I can't will us to be close
Maybe I try too hard...
When we are in love
we are two fluttering wings...
Winning and losing
are mirroring flecks on the...
What is love if not pain?
The stars taste just like knives...