North Star Love.

A twinkle in her eye.

Sea shells for ears.

She loves you deeper than

The Grand Canyon and

Softer than a flower’s pedal.

black skies.

love me again.
leave blood on your hands.
my mind is cracked.

Crescent Moon Love.

Scattered on the hardwood floor. Aged.

Pieces of my heart. Pieces of my body. 

There lies the dead body of she.

Don’t take life for granted, you may end up on the ceiling.

Feelings that are real, touch my soul and bring me to the Ocean.

There will be stars to follow and a moon to chase.

We are here.

Drag me by my ankles, bring me to the sea.

Mountains grow around us, our bodies sink deeper and deeper.

The sky seems full, full of love, only you and I can give.

Hearts beating, I can still see you breathe.

Thick air between our lungs, love will lie to even the best.

Beautiful souls, dance to touch the top of the trees

That we have to breathe in. Till the end of time where nothing

Exists. We can meet for Sunday Brunch. Once we meet,

The sea will align with the Full Moon and the Mermaids.

Dance me to my bed, my feet are tired from loving you.

thoughts of afterlife.

For you my dear I will give you my world.

I will give you my heart so you can feel love for the first time

And I will give you my eyes so you can see.

See how beautiful you really are. Majestically.

I will lend you my legs, so you can walk to work

And you can borrow my fingers to help count

The midnight stars. I will let you have my human body,

For I am done with it. Done. Use my legs to dance

The days away until the Sea comes for you.

Acknowledge the music stored into my brain.

Love it or hate it. Just acknowledge it.                       

And when you decide to be done with my body,

Remember to rest me deep into the Earth, deeper

Than roots can crawl, my youth, my knowledge.

Celebrate my life. Bury me with a dark melody.

Place butterfly wings over my eyes, to put me

To rest.

Ocean naps.

Love her from the darkest ocean secret.

Tuck her in, with the sea as her blanket and

The shore as her pillow.

Let her love you any way she wants.

The ocean, you see may tell her

Otherwise. Don’t leave her be, help her

Navigate through this mess she calls

Life. The Dreams inside her mind will

Stay there, until you find the key

To her human brain. She likes it when

It rains at night.