honey,
the moon is back at my backyard...

Oh let’s run...
Let’s run a program in our minds...

Hey,
Stars watch the ceiling that watches us tonight...

Love me sincerely
it’s all I ask...

This election feels like Halloween
to some is fun...

Dark night
where the moon often hides amidst the clouds...

blankets on the floor
some pillows falling off the bed...

darn
everyone wants the truth...

When empty
it means there’s nothing...

When I think of you
I see stars, a river, and a boat...

a yellow flower
at the edge of a mountain...

So far, I’ve written some poems for you
some about love...