Suns don't think
Some other stars shine,
Do ever they?

#ts #je #lts

Soft winds do waft
The days, the nights
The great seasons;
The souvenirs
Pillow into
Soft Septembers.

#ts #ssn

tu tres bien

😉

As for me,
My loneliness
Satisfies me.

#ts #pgnt

You the death
And the dagger.
You the life
And the only.

#ts #clmr

Today it may belong to me,
But this, this may not be me.
It may speak for my eyes,
But still, I may not be my eyes.

—"This thing, this poem."

#ts #wrds

I fear I cannot explain
Or feel fully what love is,
But I fear sincerity both
Reveals and conceals
It best.

#ts #clmr

And I wonder too what
The clouds in their
Varied types surfing
The sky think about
As they watch rivers
Run like dogs to their
Master to the seas.

#ts #ss

Darling, I'm a rippling river
And you are crossing me.
I'm a quiet crosswalk of
Stones and running water;
You can love me but only
In bits and pieces,
And sometimes you'll skip—
You will have to hate me.

#ts #rvr #clmr

Now not only does
Time fly.
It takes with it our
Cherished memories.

#ts #nss

As the days become
Deserts and while suns
Warm we find new air;
The autumn leaves fall,
And claret old flames
Crisply gorgeous
Spin in their graves.

#ts #kbts #tm

You grow up into the cold night, into it and, wanting it, you see a bonfire. By nature you feel you were made off it, like a fine piece of silver steel. But, craving it, the fire can only be a distant one, so you never actually get to touch it. To grow up like that in this world, my friend, though not as simple as these few words are, is what makes us appreciate the sun when we see one.

#ts #kbts

River, oh river,
Stream into me.
Such good heart you
Have, if the skies seem
To have forgotten you,
Remember to come
Home, still.

#ts #rvr #rthm #ssn

Yield off cotton fibres from bolls,
And yourself from spaces unworthy,

Segregate thistles from roses, and
Blessings from advantages.

#ts #nss

You understand,
Do not you,
What farewells mean?

Where you are,
I will not be.

#ts #fg #de

A cactus in the dry season
Is not a cactus in the wet season.

#ts #nss

"Today I'm wafting in the wind,"
I said.
"Are you that light?"
She laughed.

"I'll let the wind decide."

#ts #hh #nss

All goes fast,
All goes past.
Let the wind
Be the wind,
My friend.
The world's lost;
And blind.

#ts #ssn #nss

Por Siempre.
Where the sun will
Be, we will be.
Wherever the stars
Go, we will go.

#ts #clmr #kbts