I did not care much about your outer beauty,
That aspect of you did not interest me at all...

Absolute beauty exists from within.
Not from the outside with the presence of skin...

When two people meet,
Their hearts will beat...

Seasons will change,
As will my feelings for you...

Ablaze, I burn to a crisp of no return.
I diminish to a grade of no concern...

A new month with changes,
coming along our way...

One
short...

Poetry is a fish that lingers in the shallows,
Looking up to the skies...

You walk, You battle,
You level, You rappel...

I wish I had a door that I could walk to.
I wish I had a window that I could jump through...

Still looking for answers in the sky,
For the questions invoked by you and I...

I traveled up the mountains, I couldn't breathe...
I traveled through the cities, not a bit of myself...