There Is Something Entirely Unspeakable Between Us. There Aren’t Words To Express It, It Just Exists.

death doesn’t bother me anymore.

i’m more concerned about appreciating the time we have with the people that matter in life.

take every moment in, and do not hesitate to show your love.

do you feel it too?

how my body yearns for you

like gravity holds me to the earth

our souls forever reaching

gripping tighter as we touch

grip me tighter

before i float away

We are warriors of life,

Raging war against death,

And we must die fighting.

My misery and my desire,

Are similar in their attire.

I’m really the smartest fool,

Touching a raging fire.

You must take what is yours,

Because yours only stays awhile.

And it’s only never too late,

To love the things you hate.

But then ya’ll gonna mix my words,

Y’all don’t know how to spell,

And what if I get my groove on,

And tell that bitch how I felt,

nah, I can’t catch no feelings,

Cuz that ain’t good for my health,

And when I get to coughing,

I pray I’m up in the clouds.

teach me how to love you

i want what i can’t have

Unexpected drifter,

have you found me?

I was lost,

because time travels far,

afloat dangerous waters.

O ocean bouquet,

you have brought me face to face with God,

a celestial current,

guide me away from torment,

O symbol of love,

take me away.

watch the sun,

rise,

the sky is a much sweeter poet.

look away,

oh unwieldy femininity,

i am unworthy of your gaze.

may our eyes meet,

reflections in the same star,

the sun watches you,

fall.

candle of the night,

i succumb to your prowess,

extinguish my reality,

oh burning desire,

be gentle with the flame.

i can not forgive what hasn’t happened,

or forget what’s to come,

whether i drown in hazel,

or endure in song,

i’ll still just be watching movies,

leaving it up to the divine.

I am the dust on your shelf.

I am the passing wind.

I am the raindrops on your window.

Waiting for you to let me in.

I am the eyes of longing.

I am a quiet protector.

I am the memory of forgotten.

A lost time collector.

memories

the only possession we truly retain

when other things leave us

we grasp on to what remains

to strip you from your memory

the ultimate theft

a sentence worse than death

miss u papa