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For tomorrow I will hope for a mysterious Lowering of your heart’s water. For the reservoir to drain And reveal the broken Heart draggin..

Sorry, I can’t write Sad words for you today. It would be like a drunk man Trying to shoot an apple Off the head of a child Who can&rsqu..

We can’t meet together, Nor can we meet apart. But still this silence Cannot salve Wounds washed out by Measures of penitence. We wer..

We could wonder about What we might have become Had things been different. But you can’t just dissolve The distance between Here and ther..

I suspect your fear may be You can’t give yourself to me. I can’t give myself to you. I feel like a stranger In my own skin, In y..

There is more to love Than the simple movements Lovers can capture Within a forbidden perspective. I’m sure these things existed Long bef..

Let me stay in your bell jar Of perfectionist concentration. To be loved without judgement Is all I could ask. I know I am foreign to your e..

When I think of you I desire imperfect poetry. I hear a siren call From heaven, Warning me that everything Has to be broken to begin. It is..

Wrote this in memory of a troubled, serene, and fierce savant. Don’t want to share more detail than that as it’s a private and painful thi..

Shamefully didn’t realise it was the equinox until my friend reminded me. This is my poetic offering to excuse my ignorance!