I am the humble man of your virtue.
I am the fire from within...
I am SEEN but not
RECOGNIZED...
Would a soldier abandon his post
in his grinding fatigue...
Stay with me, darling
Though night is endless...
blood is crystalizing within your veins,
as if it’s mastering the art of sculpting...
Thirsting for poetical moments I stretched...
but I found nothing...
You fluttered, silk and black
Green shimmering across your wings...
The sky has finally hushed,
and I saw your reflection in...
What if enemy
is in you telling you who...
If I am all the things I love,
Then I am you and none of me...
I think of my hands as a tofu-press,
and dig into your skin a smidge harder...
I am a star, collapsing
For far too long I've played pretend...