Siempre contigo❤️

The skies you so hold dear, have fleeted. The souvenirs written on your skin are evanescent. You will weep for the crushed wings, but the pain won't bring back the lost pulses. The prowess of living, though obscure, obligates a slice of your suffering. It asks that you lose. It quests for sacrifice.

#ts #lh

A love reserved,
A warmth caked
over chemistry,
Eyes to eyes, concern,
The crush of butterflies.
—A fire that consumes.
She's not coming home,
She's home & a garden.

#ts #btf

And who controls routine,
The reeling of seasons,
horizon after the other?

Who kisses the day
goodbye, hugs the night,
and prints the mood
of the sea when it knocks
on the doors of our hearts?

#ts #nss

Every day, the skyline
and I wait, till midnight.

All hope and despair goes,
to bring back the morning
and her unsung quietness.

The coldness greets
yet one time the routine,
and I babble with the river:

"Inhere in us, love;
Come home, stop playing."

#ts #je #fg

I see you with my eyes shut, so I know where I go when my pupils are overwhelmed.

But where does the world go, when the stars and the lights go out and the sounds go to sleep?

I feel you when my body's numb, so I know how it feels to be out of this world.

But my, sun, did the sea die when you were born,
To sink everytime I try not to melt.

#ts #btf

Darling, I'm far
from home breathing,
dancing wild, and free,
like I'll never hug
the rain again.

#ts #lg

I keep all the promises
I did to myself —flowers,
Until I become a museum.
And you move like a librarian,
One room to the other,
Expecting that I'll survive
All the emotions I keep
Hidden in these poems.

#wrds #ts #pgnt

This, isn't just about me, love,
I thought you should see, love.

I want both wings to fly, love,
A "Show me where it hurts love,"

Where butterflies don't die, love,

For if the world has nothing to fight for, love,
We'll create one, love —and call it love.

#ts #lh

I have fagged around the universe,
Like a lost plume of undiscovered truth;

You made my conviction feel true:
That I don't have to feel dreary,

For finding you sparkling.

#ts #btf

All she touches dies,
All she kisses burns.
All she is kills,
All she feels blooms.

#ts #kbts

The earth is scoured,
The saxes have sined.

The sun has poured,
Baby, I'm coming home.

#ts #kbts

I run my burning eyes
At the starry heavens,
And stop at you.

I see ocean skies,
And I haven't
Stopped loving you.

#ts #kbts

C'iest l'amour,
Make me
feel respected
Without secretly
demanding.

#ts #clmr

And Mondays too night
by another winter night,
The dreams of her began
To feel just like the sun.
Do you not call it home,
If it feels really warm,
Away from the world?

#ts #btf #kbts

That thought swept him
Like an irate tornado,
And he wept like a paper
Rained over by the waters
Of torrential rain in October.
It left him mourning
The knowledge of what
He had fast become:
A bleeding piece of prose,
Cut by a wound of shame.

#ts #h

The sun adores
what she touches.
Love is to us
What rain is
To the flowers.

#ts #kbts

We missed it on
the first dream out.
I crashed on those lips
And my, it felt like
hearts were triggered,
Like stars had collided,
And the world turned to night.
When I opened my eyes,
I figured she had gone
through the same fire.
And nothing was ever
as beautiful, to steal
one thing at the same time,
to want the same stars
in an immense galaxy;
to be so burnt pleasantly.

#ts #btf

The ocean pours
Into my mind.
I cup the sadness,
Shhhh after shhhh.

#ts #wrds