since discovering new life
growing in my chest
i've given up on everything else
i sit alone at night
by myself
thinking about whatever
i get mad sometimes
but i never stray
from the light
i nurture this new life
growing softly within me
i feed it Federico Garcia Lorca
poems and can feel it
giving off warm vibes of
luv in return
i feel its imaginary hands
clinging to my heart at night
when i crawl into
bed alone
together we dream of
new worlds
new friends to meet
new strangers to greet
never looking back to
the past because the
past never existed
sometimes during
the middle of the night
i hear her words which
travel time's endless path
and surface every now and
again and can feel a small
smile forming from within
and a gentle nod
as if to say
everything will be
ok