a poem: roses & dust

a blooming field of smelling roses pink, red and white a sudden storm hitting the grounds unexpectedly leaving nothing but dusty emptiness behind have I ever smelled them? were they ever beautiful? were they ever there? love conquers the deepest spheres of the heart only to be splitting it in shatters leaving us in doubt [...]

a poem: love letter

I love your sparkling eyes The way you are open to new experience That light aura of yours I love that you allow me to see clear as time goes by The way you don't take matters too seriously That ever-changing window sight you create I love your wild strength The way you stand above [...]