Poems from Creator
I yearn for how life loves to love
On the bridge of experience
Every fine day blooming by the tick
Hearts of earth twinkling in ethos...
Tonight love speaks its magic
Surreal hands, poetic voice
The cost of romance and opacity of intimacy.
Fair legacies beyond impressions...
It is not because you miss, crave, or yearn for something
that it comes to you
It is because that something misses, craves, yearns for...
I
How do you know this second is your last breath?
How do you know gems that trickle will call smiles?
How do you know that pronoun will...
We are complete in one another
We are perfect perfection to apex perfectionism individually
We are a temple of each other’s worship
We are...