Love me sincerely
it’s all I ask...

A gaze into his eyes, a smile,
a tender kiss in my forehead...

White
candles...

an egg on the countertop
rolls...

Open your mind
Like you open a book...

Do you know why you love her poems so much?
Because just like you, she is a beginner...

I
Here...

As they form,
if you listen carefully, you will hear the waves...

whatever happened to me
to the dreamer who dreamt to dream...

Have you ever felt lost? Not the type of lost...
I mean the type of lost where while you type, you...

Ah dirty lamp, I found you on the ground
At the city of gold...

They think poetry should scream
like a lost soul begging for mercy...