I ran outside frantically and did 

so barefoot to feel more connected 

with the rich earth beneath my feet 

My tired arms stretched out like 

two strong wings on an elegant 

airplane trying to embrace the 

pink horizon within reach 

Along the way I desperately 

asked the sapphire heavens above my troubled head for immediate relief

Every celestial star and unshaken 

dandelion on that cloudless, 

windless night kept telling 

me to just breathe 

at least all 

seven billion of us

feel heartbreak,

the high frequency sound

that explodes inside us,

screeching,

and then our hearts go 

on beating,

all seven billion of them.

If ever your pink lips yawned,

widening to accept a kiss,

it would not be, as to this,

flower opening with the dawn.

You are not drops of rain,

that the night winds left behind,

for in these tears, I will find,

joy, and in your smile, pain.

A tongue stings deeper than a bee,

nails cut wider than a thorn,

All your torments I have born,

but still; I prefer this plant to thee. 

Lover, know your lover's tone,

And the secrets of the light,

for though you rule with Cupid's might,

a flower takes from you your throne. 

Black night,

broken by the twinkling lights

of a

world-class metropolitan hub.

Hang tight

to my arm as we take our stroll

and hope

that we survive to see the dawn.

The monotonous humming

of attack planes overhead,

coughing up bombs.

Death swallowing walls

and people, before

spewing out the survivors.

Massive ball of fire

Blazed a land of pyre

Chaos reigned

Life strained

After this devastating hell

The dinosaurs fell

A swing

Held by

The mighty

Oak

My sister's 

Hair

Chased

By the wind

Eating

Watermelon

On the

Cottage

Porch. 

She knelt before the

ocean and politely asked

if it could form a wave powerful

enough to wash away all her pain

but the ocean denied her request

because she too would drown

Later that evening she showed

up at my door with nothing more

than a four-leaf clover

begging me to use my

last bit of fairy dust

I did not know what darkness

lengthened her hours

All I knew was that her

lonely eyes displayed an

overwhelming urge

to escape reality

And so we did