Haiku #41

When I lock eyes with
a pierced face and tattooed arms
I know I am sunk

Haiku #40

Your words feed my soul
I wonder what would happen
if my lips met yours

Your secrets are meant for sharing

You have your skeletons

and I have mine

each locked away

in our respective closets

buy oh

my dear

wouldn't it be kind of fun

to let them out

and see them dance

together.

Light Up

I am a roman candle
burning myself at both ends
don't care if it means a shorter life
at least I made
one hell of a ride.
I keep telling myself
when I die young
at least I'll die
without regret.

It's a balancing act

Like the feeling in your stomach

when you miss a step,

I realized I was forgetting you
and I immediately wanted to cry out
I'm sorry!
but I realized
that I didn't know if you could hear it
and I was filled with nothingness
a deafening emptiness.

I Could Be Your Moon

Do not fear your own darkness
I know it is vast
and I know how it weighs
but do not fear
it is only darkness
and it can be made beautiful
so easily
by the light of the stars

Haiku #39

But most days it is
enough to know that you are
alive and happy