I close my eyes to indulge and reminisce of a sunset that never existed.

What exists in this heart is not imaginary. This hand would not grasp air in trying to hold you, nor this eye blind itself in searching for you in vain.

My Love wakes in a puddle of sunlight.Her hands asleep beside her.Her hair draped on the lawnlike a mantle of cloth.I give her my lifefor our love is wholeI sing her beauty in my soul.

You are a fantastic scheme of captivating ecstasy.

I balance you on the end of my pen.Teetering between loveand letting go.

A poem in the heart is worthmore than a million dollarsin the bank account.

Where will I find you now that my heart is yours?Where should I search? I don’t know where to look.You fill my heart with desire and love,The perfume of the lotus, the grace of a...

What haunts me most about her eyes is the pain I put in them… In the corner of my dark soul Her passion is dark like a kohl She is giving new meaning to these...

I need to work on me.The mewithout you.

A good woman comes in all shapes and colors.When you find her, adore her.

When the hour draws near for you to depart, I shall look upon the clock and curse; and the lips you caressed so tenderly shall tremble with lover’s thirst.

The day came when she discovered sex, sensuality, and literature; she said, ‘I submit! Let my life be henceforth ruled by poetry. Let me reign as the queen of my dreams until I become nothing...

You are my reality, fantasy, daydream, fairytale, music, more than the princess in Cinderella; you are much more than a traditional myth.

Bridge burned from end to end,and I don’t miss you anymore.You delivered silenceI’ve birthed freedom.

all the wordsall the poems know my warm, soft spots.

But then you left exactly how all the sad songs said you would

Don’t be afraid of Pain. Pain only comes down to a certain point… beyond that, it can’t reach you and the love you have inside.

I’ve never seen beauty so devastatingas in the linesthat trace our hopeand fall from the stars.

Honor a good woman because she is virtuous and honorable.

Por la misma ventana rasgada, rasgada por los años que han transcurrido observo por uno de los orificios que tiene el vidrio el cual pareciera que llora por las gotas que ha dejado la noche...

Katanya,Kalau jodoh, alam semestapun akan ikut mendukung.Tapi ini BUKAN.Waktu tak pernah berpihak.Bahkan hatimu TIDAK.Bukan sekali, tapi 3 kali ketukan.Aku pikir itu cukup.Cukup untuk 1 kesimpulan.

If I cannot fix your broken heart can I put mine in its place, because these stars are not enough, and all the money in the world does not equal your worth.

I bleed to un-break you,un-mending me.I fall to save you…now who will save me.

all my lifei have looked for poemsto elope with.

And you’re a tall drink of water because we’re so fucking thirsty

…cause it was hard… so much harder… when I couldn’t live with me.

Steep fall to the groundshatteringlike clay pigeons missed by bad shotsand unsteady hands.

Romance her, enhance her, desire her, put her first.

Everything is all right,When you’re here,When you’re right next to me,When my hand is in yours,Don’t leave me,Don’t leave me empty handed.

Thy’s bleeding heart confides in the With one’s thoughts and troubles Let the kiss thy’s lips To ease thou’s pain Thy am thou’s comfort Lie thou’s head on mine pillow Of soft consolation And let...

I must find you. So I travel to the depths of hell and conquer perverse monsters and repulsive demons and the deceitful vicious devil himself to find the truth.

In that wounded place,buried betweenmy ribs and letting go,I miss you.

some words bring warmthjust bybeing next to each other.

thighs made of hymns, I read ’em like I’m reading runes. Now tell me where my future lies…your neck, can I Savion on it?

Decades from now, my grandchild is going to be a poet… And she’s going to write about how she’s a living testament to how her grandmother made love to hurricane and calmed the storm.

Different lifestory but with a same lovestoryThey mey once by serendipitySmiled at each other but totally stranger

Impulsive passion please set me free.

A sacred soul Thus, within the cosmic creation proceed Life is precious as gold Death will come In a better place, where there’s no earthly lifeEternity exist…God….. Judgement falls upon usNothing to minus and nothing...

how these words, wait to diein the arms of all the poetry..yet to be written.

Creation of a pregnant imagination.

I can’t love anymore.Except for you…I love you so much it hurts to breathe.

All beautiful distractions, ignites from you.