Language

I love it when you

when you call me beautiful

and when you start to

say you love me and call me

“love” in your own language.

Uncharted

My soul seems to be completely compatible with yours.
And if I do say so myself,
You are made of stardust from shooting stars and uncharted waters.

Those are the waters I wish to swim and drown in just so I could be immediately immersed in you.

My Insta Notes to you….

I miss you when all the lights are out and the stars begin to shine.
After all, you are my shining star.

I’m in love with your soul and the way it compliments mine.
But you know….
You’re the only person that I do love and care for, and about.

I need you to breathe and I want you to stay….
Be mine.
Forever.

I hope you know I refuse to feel differently about the way I feel when I’m with you because I admire you. You’re not a quitter and you’re tenacious enough to actually find a way to get to achieve your goals without being in trouble.
I will not feel differently.
My mind and my heart are yours to take.
You’re stealing my heart.

I love you.
My heart refuses to feel
and my mind refuses to think differently.

Strange Boy

He’s a strange boy, and he doesn’t like you or anyone else but me.

Sucker

Your name spelled backwards means “the navigator” because you chart the sea in search of the right one. He tells me he needs me, and I’m the best person to go to, well I need him more and he’s my type but he’s so young…. You keep spelling your name backwards and you talk inadvertently in coda. I do. I love you. I don’t know how to tell you…. You’re such a sweetheart and I’m such a sucker. But Baby, why does your irrelevance seem relevant?

Bother

You tell everyone

I’m beautiful, but all I

want is for you to

bother me often; always.

I need to hear your sweet voice.

Honey

You say I’m sweet like

honey but you don’t know that

no one tends to know

me much at all like you do

and I need to know, do you?

Intoxicated

Poison, sweet poison.

You are intoxicating

when you are around

when you tell me that you love

me in your own language.

Sea and Sky

When the sky kisses

the sea, I think about you;

and nothing else seems

to matter to me but you

because we are sky and sea.

The Heart’s Desire

I may not fulfill

what your heart wants but at least

I know what you like.

The Vow

I love you.

I do.

The Promise

Love,

You just want me to tell you

I love you

I love you.

I’ll find you. I’ll marry you, and that’s a promise.

The Alignment of The Stars

If fate was with you and me like the stars that align and rearrange themselves to make up the world and this entire universe again…..

Baby? Do you think the stars could align us to be a bit more closer to each other?

I know you’d like that too.

Wouldn’t you?

Because I would.

The Adventurer

If the world shall fall, it would only be you.

There would only be you and I if our souls could only become one;

To crash into your heart accidentally would be the biggest and greatest joy.

To love you more and more than the hours that count human time is timeless.

I would give anything to hang by your window, only to find your world and your heart.

To fully fulfill your heart and focus your mind intellectually;

To support you throughout your lifetime and hold you throughout your nightmares would be my greatest adventure.

Your complications are a great adventure I want to tread lightly on so I can touch your soul and touch your heart.

The Light

There is a light that never goes out in your eyes.

Although, your eyes are lonely and full of longing, but yet you hide it from the rest of everyone else; they give me butterflies every time you see me and smile like I light up your world.

You liberate me with the light in your eyes that never seem to go out.

You make me smile and laugh as you light my world with joy.

I laugh because you look cute in your casual clothes and your Birkenstocks as you bring up the sun that comes out in your eyes.

The world behind them [your eyes] tells me that you needn’t seek anything else that you haven’t already seen from your world that lights up my little world as you translate darkness into light.

But you’re still not gonna ever know that.

Do you?

The Longing

I think of you as the sunshine

and I love how you’re always so cheerful and sweet.

The way you look at me is the way you want me drawn to your charm but you hide your longings and your loneliness in secrets that lie deep in the waters of the dark.

Deep down my love, you long fit me like a wolf longs for the moon.

Begging for my affection….

I long for you.

Your breath on my neck,

Your lips on mine.

Your kisses that taste like pure candy.

The warmth of your mouth on mine.

Your body’s warmth to shelter me from the cold;

Your hands on my body;

But you knew all about this didn’t you?

I’m Kissing You

I want to kiss you.

I long to kiss you in all the right places and I can’t even imagine what kind of world the world would be like if you weren’t there with me.

Even if you hadn’t existed, I can’t imagine anything like it happening.

In my mind, I’m still kissing you and it will become a reality for when I am making love to your body, I will hear your sweet voice and your loving whispers in my ears.

The sweet taste of your lips and the smell and warmth emanating from your body.

But that’s another chapter in my story.

But you would tell me would you not?

You would know wouldn’t you?

The Universe Within You

You are my stars, my clouds, my sun and my moon.

You complete my whole sky.

You shine like the sun and you make my days brighter.

You shine like the moon to light my way in the dark.

You are my clouds that pave a path to warn me of upcoming storms.

You are my stars. You tell me of the future.

You are completely my earth.

When I’m near water, I wish to be the current surrounding you.

When it’s air, the breeze that ruffles your hair.

The earth you tread upon;

The fire they never goes out in your heart.

I hope you never destroy the universe within you; the universe within your soul that never dies.

Pieces

Pieces of me died.

Only the pieces of me

that love only you.

Don’t you.

I’d very much prefer to die in your arms and keep my eyes open until the lights in my eyes dim from seeing your face looking down on mine.

I’d die ready with you holding

M E.

If I could just die with you holding me.

O it would be miraculous.

It would be joyous to know that you;

you’d love me.

But you’d keep that secret like the butterflies that you get in your stomach.

You do feel you love me too….

Don’t you?

Tell Me

I belong to you

and you belong to me.

I know you probably still think about me.

But you’d tell me.

You’re bound to tell me.

Wouldn’t you?

Do tell me.

Tell me.

Nightmares

I dreamt about you.

I had the strangest nightmare of you.

You weren’t there.

But in your place was darkness where all the color used to be until you entered back into my sight.

And those are the dreams I treasure and cherish most because you’re my favorite nightmare.

I dreamt about you.

I had the strangest nightmare.

You were not real and my world was ended.

But if I were to look into the fragments of glass I keep dreaming about I’ll see you in my mirror of broken glass.

Because in my nightmares you’re my missing fragment and you’re screaming so hard for me not to hurt your soul, crash into your life and break your heart.

I dreamt about you.

I had the strangest nightmare of you.

I dreamt of that day again when I laughed at you.

I laughed because you looked cute in your casual clothes and your Birkenstocks.

I laughed, and you smiled because you knew.

You knew I was deeply in love with you.

But of course,

like all men and boys know,

You knew that,

didn’t you?

Full Moon

I remember you

all the time in my dreams and

especially in

the dark when the moon is full

when the stars come out at night.

Wise Men

I do hope you’re doing fine.

Next thing you know the next college semester is just around the corner.

You stir butterflies in my heart and you make it pump a lot faster.

I wish for you on stars that used to light up the sky and sometimes in the middle of the night, I’d dream that I was kissing you.

Your smile lights up like lightning in the skies when it’s pitch black, lighting up a fire within a tiny spark.

You look almost like you knew me from the inside out.

You were my way out and all the time, I still think you’re the one.

You’re the only sane thing on my mind and I can’t stay to watch you burn yourself to ashes.

You pick up faster than most and I don’t think anyone knows it was you I’m writing about.

You may think about me.

But this is why they say wise men never fall in love; or so they say.

But that doesn’t mean you love me does it?

Wishing

There’s a light in your eyes that never goes out in the cold, dark recesses of your soul.

You are cold and completely, utterly mine.

But this is what happens when there are sparks in your heart.

When you dream about silly silver linings within the clouds.

I wish that you could be mine.

Truly I do.

Maybe it’s just wishful thinking.

But maybe I’m the only one wishing on the stars.

Light

There’s a light in your eyes that never goes out.

A world behind your eyes that tells me you needn’t see anything other than what you already know.

I think of you like I think of rain.

Because in my head, you’re still dancing with me in it.

I think of you like something I long to touch.

You’re something I long to take into my arms and believe me when I say I will take you.

I will love you.

Search for me.

And you’ll ignite the flame as the fire that rises within your eyes and the warmth of your heart as you translate darkness into light I my small world.

I See You

Baby. I see you.

You can’t just be friends with me

I know you. That well.

Your Smiling Eyes

I enjoy your time.

Just seeing you everyday,

Your eyes sparkle with

almost every time I see

you I see your eyes smiling.

Love Me With Your Eyes

I wish you’d come to

see me just this once; once more.

You seem to be there

to make me laugh; to love me

with your eyes; just loving me.

Fair-Weather Friend/Tell Me

Y O U

I love the way you speak in riddles.

You are the only one….

who likes breakfast in the evening.

You’re probably the only islander who likes to brush his teeth and keep your hair combed like an Italian.

Y O U

You probably don’t know this but I knew your past life because I feel you and I’ve seen all of you.

I want all of you.

You love French toast in the afternoon with tea. You don’t even eat fatty foods but you have a sweet tooth.

You love reading when it’s night. You love studying. You love your bread: wheat.

A N D

You hate the ordinary yet I am not ordinary. I may be more complicated than you think and that’s not all.

You love eating meat in the morning.

You’re mad when you want it and you want me. You want me to be your whore and I don’t give a damn.

You don’t have sex in storms or when it’s raining. Not even in a thunderstorm.

You’d just enjoy the calm of rainfall hitting the pavement. You’d enjoy watching thunderstorms from your porch and you’re amazed and entranced by it. You’d enjoy the hurricane season as you head the wind blowing through the palm trees.

You enjoy rain and you don’t care if it’s hot or cold.

You’re completely correct when you think you’re wrong.

It’s hard to say but you reason with complex issues, emotions and questions.

The jack of all trades.

You love swimming in the night and you love the smell of sea salt of the waters on the beach.

You love fair weather and you think of me as your friend and sometimes, just sometimes you want me to be your girlfriend but I wish, O how I wish you were mine.

Again you like unordinary. I am unordinary. Because I think I know you better than anyone in the entire world.

Because as much as you like being called baby, “Baby, you love me and you can’t say that you don’t.”

You cannot say now that I don’t know your routine.

You can’t say I don’t love you.

You can’t say I hardly know you because it’s not fair.

And for now you can’t wait for me to set I love you because do I love you.

I keep saying it in my poetry and I don’t know if you know, but I’m crazy for you and if that doesn’t count;

Look for me and tell me everything’s alright and I am not going mad.

For now you’ll always be my quiet lover.

My fair-weather friend.

If you should tell me you love me;

Tell me.

Tell me.

The Islander

I am an island to myself.

And I’m in love with an islander because deep down inside he found meaning in my world.

I am on an island.

No longer am I an island because he plants color in my world.

He’s the type that makes you dream.

The type you wish for.

He is the setting sun and the rising moon.

He makes me shine with my sky.

He paints the stars and the constellations.

He’s my sky and he has my heart.

Forever You

I belong to you.

I always have belonged to

you. Forever you.

Paradise

I missed you so much,

O how I wish you were mine.

I miss your presence,

Cause you’re the only thing that is

the closest to Paradise.

Oceania

I listen to your soul and it plays in low octaves like a violin.

You’re like a candle in the wind with a flame in my dreams.

Sometimes I dream that I am drowning in you.

That you’re my water; my ocean; my sea.

Your soul is like a trench.

Your heart is like an ocean.

Your mind is like the sea.

You are a permanent ocean wave crashing in the waters and sometimes on the shoreline.

Sometimes, I start thinking to myself that I’d rather drown in you.

Darkness

You seek me in dark places and enjoy my quiet solitude in the hopes that I am thinking about you and that I will say “I love you.”

We both have a certain amount of darkness and sometimes, maybe sometimes, you and I will wish to find each other’s souls in their places.

You and I wish that we could save each other from the dark, but deep down inside; truly we have learned to accept the darkness and in the light live in our truth although we may never meet again.

But little did you know, I find firefly lights in your hair, stardust in your dark eyes and a fire that is ready to light up my soul.

Sunrise, Sunset

You’re my sunrise and my sunset.

I’ve realized that I want to spend all my sunrises waking up to you and all my sunsets, just holding you while falling asleep.

To lose you to someone else would be such a tragic thing really,

But to feel the softness of your hair and the beating of your heart’s intensity would make it seem like heaven.

Innocence

You remind me of innocence.
At least that was what you meant to me. I find myself thinking of you.

Complicated

I love it when you spell your name backwards and when you talk in code.

It makes you seem more…..,

C O M P L I C A T E D

Forbidden Fruit

You know,

you’re like a forbidden fruit I can’t eat.

You know….

The sacred kind.

The Study of Starlight

I’ve studied the way

you smile and from the view

from the painted door,

you’re absolutely gorgeous.

Stars are in your eyes tonite.

Your Face On Mine

The best part of the

day is suddenly waking

up to your smiling

face gazing down at mine while

you are caressing my thigh.

Live Within You

There is a light that

shines within you that cannot

ever seem to go

out within you and I am

once again whole within you.

I Do.

I know you.

You’re the type that likes sunny days and quiet nights on the patio.

You dream of me in colors that don’t exist and I know you can achieve more than you think you know but O how I want you to feel special.

I want you to know that I love you.

I do love you.

I do love you.

And I enjoy you loving me;

Holding me in your gaze.

Let’s make a pact never to look back.

Enough

You may not feel special or perfect and you may not feel like you’re enough.

But you’re special to me.

Perfect to me.

Enough to fully understand that you are enough for me.

Possibly

You are made of stars and your heart is a infinite universe of possibilities and twinkling lights.

You’re like the moon.

And the best part is;

You saved my life.

Possibly, you must understand all that I feel when I see you;

And I say,

You are mine.

I love the way your eyes burn into mine because you could most possibly be in love with me.

Devil

Savor those years for thy are sweet.

And the moonlit nights….

They are a delight to thee eye.

When doth my sweet devil return upon thee hour to rest his bones with thee?

With that devil scent and his eyes like fire?

What is that which ensnares my own senses?

Who is that? That touches thine soul?

No, it is thy night is it not?

Those nights where the devil is upon thee with those sweet nectars?

Pity the night,

For I love thee! Devil!

Cherish

You breathe light into my darkness.

Here is how you translate darkness into light.

You’re just there completing the missing puzzle to my world.

You are every piece of me that I love and cherish.

But you can’t possibly believe that.

Can you?

The Dragon & The Sun

I remember that a dragon had swallowed the sun whole and in the night, would come out again and put it into the universe to breathe light into the world of men. But of course the dragon had birthed the sun and the world was again complete.

You were my whole sun but I was just your shooting star.

But it can’t be the end right now,

Or can it?

Realize

There are stars in the night but right about now, you’re the only star I see against the silhouetted moonlight.

And O how I loved how your body melted into mine as my heart melted in your hands.

I realize now why I never mention looks only because I never realized that I peered into your soul countless times….

I may not be the one you’ve looked for but know that knowing this; I am in pain because I’m in love with you and you just don’t realize that I’ll be in love with you forever and ever….

But you can’t seem to care.

Or do you?

A Certain Sadness

There are no words to procure me of my sadness. Nor of the song of the muse. I do miss you and I’m afraid I always will.

Whether it’s something I forgot to say, I’ll be thinking of you and you’ll be on my mind.

I wish I could get the hell out of here because if I could I’d come flying to you.

All I know is that I love you.

I do love you and you know it too….

I will miss you when you leave me.

Because I Love You

He is the type of man who listens to the wind and the trees and talks to the birds.

He loves his hair not bald, too short or too long.

His causes he believes are worth more than he is but he is worth more than his causes himself.

I support you.

I do this because I support you.

I love you

I love you

And I am never letting go….

You are the best thing that I’ve ever encountered and I will defend your causes….

Because I love you.

Forever Kissing You

Darling I love you so much I could kiss you forever.

The Pantheon

 Keatsian Ode with a rhyme scheme of ABABCDECDE

Angel of the pit,

Sword of the people,

May hellish beings feed on their flesh on a throne as we sit.

Flesh of their lovers; their cup runneth full.

And on the flesh of their dead….

And may Lucifer’s light shine upon the wicked and make them feast upon blood of the living for all of eternity.

The firstborn of starlight never to hide behind the shadows forevermore….

May the souls of the blood that trickles down their cloaks run crimson red.

May the blood of the unborn be fed to Lilith’s sea.

May Satan rip apart the body, the blood and the flesh and leave to feed them unto Beelzebul and his whore.

Put Your Head On My Shoulder

Dear….,

I am sleeping with you and sometimes in the night I still stay in the memory of your arms around my waist and the scent of your hair with my head on your shoulders but the memory of you will not fade and I believe I’ve finally found someone to love for the rest of my life until forever.

He loves me and I love him becasue he is beautiful and he is essentially a very good person. His causes are everything I’ve ever wanted in a man. He is my hero. And when I am loving himhe smells like honey and warm soothing tea. He is my medicine and you were my obsession. Thank you for teachng me about love and how many ways I can kiss you because I never got to kiss you before you left.

I love you.

Please stay.

Please stay.

promise me you’ll say I do.

More

They say insanity has a limit.

Little did I know that sanity lay within you just being here;

to feel myself sheltered from ocean storms that felt like a sinking heart within your arms.

I’ll be thinking about you.

And I will never ever forget the way you made me feel as you pulled me closer to your body and cried more.

Your Body

The warmth of your mouth

on mine and the touch of your

hands alone could set my soul

on fire with your body

atop mine as we’re touching.

Your Lips To Your Body….

The warmth of your lips as I pull your body close to mine.

Try, Try, Try

He tried to say I love you but he couldn’t because he was millions of miles away.

Something Of A Puzzle

His mind is like a puzzle, but he holds me ever so close.

A Certain Sadness

It takes a very certain sadness for him to cry.

It is mingled with his love for the world but he is stronger than that.

Darling I hope you get this,

But you’re stronger than you think and I’m so in love with you.

Keep doing what you’re doing because you make up my whole world because you’re you.

Sadness

He is very sad

to be away from me but

I believe he’s seen

everything except for me?

I want to be his relief.

You Do

He is so afraid

to say that he loves me to

death, but I’ll settle

for at least a simple I

do, with your hand holding mine.

Your World

I write to you.

You’re my hero and you have my heart but you were so sure you were the one.

But you only know my name

and I do not exist….

I cannot live within you and your world….

Existence

I wrote to you in the hope that you actually exist.

The Pillow

Whenever my head is on my pillow, I dream of you.

The Savage Beast

Although a masochist, a beast; he is savage in bed….

Too Cute

You are very cute when you are gentle and loving me.

Walking With Thee

But O to walk with the night.

To walk with thee under a full moon to write poetry is absolutely romantic.

O but to hear you say you’d love me again and now and until forever.

O the songs I’d write for you in poetic perspective when you’re undressing me with your eyes.

A Lament To Sanity

Hope at times you think of me during the day or at least maybe in the middle of the night….

At least say you’re thinking of me sometime.

I’ve always known that my reputation matters for what it’s worth. What others think of me doesn’t count. I know that if I’m going to move on, I’ll do it with class.

I’ve always looked for love in the wrong places but now I’m just trying not to break my own heart for the sake of my sanity….
And in the end, I’m just me.

My heart broke when you left. And now I’ll never be as happy as I was when you held me.
I dream you made love to me but what hurts is that I wake up alone.

Maybe in my dreams, I’ll be seeing you tonite.

But I know that sometimes is never enough and almost always is romantic because in the end it’s just you and me against the world.

O, I’ll be looking for you.

But someday I’ll go looking for you and I may never come back.

The problem is that I was too arrogant to know that I was falling in love with you and this may haunt you, but I was the one wishing it was you….

An Italian Love Song

An Italian Sonnet with an ABBA ABBA rhyme scheme.

The stars looked alike but I could’ve sworn to a God that there were only two this time and I knew that they looked like us.

I could have sworn that the universe was just a vast ocean of stars that were pearls in its expanse but my Gods, they listened to every sound of the thumping of a intertwined wild heartbeat.

And I know that you were every silly love song, every love poem and yet the saddest melody that any musician with their instruments could state.

Your skin like coffee and cream, I think that the way you look is like architecture; a basic work of art like the look of a certain statue and I know you were made for me and that the God that made you spent more time on you which is a curse and a blessing and darling this we can discuss.

And darling if you are listening, when I ask you to do these two things, please do not make a fuss.

Pour out your heart and let me listen to it beat.

Pour out your soul and let me hear the song of your fate.

Because baby this is a song that was only meant for us in this lifetime, thus.

Nothing

I should’ve died a long time ago but now I am nothing.

Lost In Love

You left me lost in love and alone but that won’t last now.

Why

You will soon be the reason why stars fall in the night sky.

The Nymph

You’re beautiful but oh so distant.

When I think of your body, I think of you swaying silently to the music.

Your soul intertwined into every sound of the beat and the rhythm.

I thought of you yesterday and today just as I thought of you back then.

You are to my touch, the trembling of trees as like leaves; you fall in love with me.

You remind me of the very version I wish to be of myself.

The very muse of my soul’s songs.

The very cause of my my poetry.

The power of my words at play whether they sound repetitive, vulgar, belligerent, insane or even more than psychotic.

You are the target; the object of my flesh’s desires.

I can’t seem to have you though the thought is probably just a dream.

Let distance make yourself fond enough for you to dream of me.

Read

I hope you read this,

I hope it gets to you now

once and never read

any more of my trashy

poems knowing I love you.

Blinded

I loved you so much.

I thought you said you loved me

But I was only

blinded by the truth that I

only wished on falling stars.

Pain

I did not know pain until you said I do not love you.

For A Second….

We live in seconds knowing that they will soon die in us.

Forbidden Love

I never knew how forbidden it would be to love you.

Aborted Replicated Missions

I can’t even keep a relationship because to be young and in love forever with someone who is dead can never surely work in a marriage or even a family.

Although flowers may grow from your body to the surface of your grave to plant a garden of the most beautiful looking flowers from your body, you are never dead for you are eternally alive….

In my heart.

I look for you in a terrible song through another terrible legacy that I intended to carry. It’s just terrible because I just couldn’t carry yours.

When the water is tainted I’d still find myself drowning in you…. You may not know what this means but in another life you will stay purer, more innocent and truer than the one I am betrothed to. I will always be thinking of what could’ve been.

I cling to your love because I’m terrified of the eclipse that hovers over this one. You can bet I was always terrified of love but Krissy, I loved you before I even got to tell you. But it was too late. Krissy, if you can hear me you’d be the one to save me.

Truth is I loved you way back before I even knew what the damn love was.

Darling, you’ve loved a poet. But now your tragedy just sickly lays in my art.

My ideas are simply replicas of the replies I’ve failed to send to you. Just simply replicas of tainted art. A replica of all the things I’ve failed to say.

This is terrible because I didn’t want him and he sure didn’t want me.

Every time I try to tell you how great we could’ve been; O how the silence grows stronger.

So strong that I couldn’t even wrench my own gut to tell you that I love you.

My heart, you’ve hurt me in the worst way possible and kind of damned my soul to a man who doesn’t need me.

A man who didn’t love me but only wanted my body.

Believe me when I say you left me alone.

The Water

I dream of saying your name.

At often times I remember him.

I remember how he had taught me to love the water.

But you set my soul on fire and every now and then I search for you in water.

To Drown

I’ve swam in you so many times that I just wanted to drop down only to drown in you completely because I just can’t bear for you to leave me.

Just don’t go and this time, stay a little while longer….

You know that I will love you from now until eternity forever.

Just as the sun sets and goes down and when the moon is high.

I will be loving you endlessly like the permafrost of the snowfall that nips your nose.

I will be loving you like the fire you make every time you light your candle.

I will be loving you like the air that you breathe.

I will be loving you like the earth’s grainy sands that you walk upon because I love you more than the multitude of small particles of the sand you count.

If only you’ve loved me I swear I could’ve warmed your heart and loved you to the depths of the ocean’s unfathomable trenches.

I’ve swam in you so many times that I just wanted to drop down only to drown in you completely because I just can’t bear for you to leave me.

Just don’t go and this time, stay a little while longer….

For I would have done anything to drown in your ocean.

Phase 1

Only you seem to phase me as the music starts to play.

Letting Go

This isn’t working out.

I’m in love with you, but we’re so far apart.

And when I’m with you….

Well.

I’m me.

Don’t let me go.

To Drown In You

I’ll remember that voice like I always will.

That was the voice that used to melt my heart.

Your voice sounded familiar like the song i hear from the crashing waves against the sea.

And here I am looking like I’m ready to drown in you.

But that’s supposed to be a secret because you don’t love me.

Fear

My worst fear was to wake up alone to feel lonely, and you just confirm all my fear and doubts.

Only You

I just wanted to be held closely by you; only you.

Dead

I could have loved you

I thought that you were my earth,

The sea that led me to land.

You left me to die.

Heartbroken

The sky won’t allow it, but I am heartbroken for you.

By Myself

I had never wanted to wake up in bed all by myself.

The Worst

Little does he know

that the worst feeling in the

world is being unwanted,

broken and alone.

What Love Should Look Like

I talk to you about starting a family and saying how fate had it in us to be for each other.

How we could look out on the ocean reflecting the sun.

How we could hold hands for hours in the evening at midnight watching the stars and the ones that fall.

How we’d teach our children to love school and help them build ambition for a future.

How we could just die holding each other in an embrace.

And you’d say this is what love should look like.

More

I have never wanted less. I’ve only wanted you more.

Forever

Not all things that were meant to be will last long and in memory; well that does not last long either.

The Dreamer

I was just a dreamer who dreamt of love but you broke me.

I Knew

I found you. Not because you were sad but because I knew.

The Weakness

There’s no one I’d rather be with than with you.

Because when you’re near, I get butterflies in my stomach.

I hear the soft breathing of your luscious mouth that I think would have meant for a very good conjuring for me to you.

I don’t know much but I do know that I love you.

Sometimes when the day is done, I think of you because you’re all I’ve got.

At the end of the day, you’re on my mind.

I think you’re made of stardust and everything that accompanies the heavens.

I can only wish to be in your arms and you may not notice it but I know you love me deep down because I believe that someday you’ll think of me.

I don’t want you to wonder but I know that if you’re looking for me, I know you’ll find me in your heart somewhere.

Your presence guides me to the memory of your kisses and mostly, of you in my arms.

It’s not that I can’t live without you, it’s just that you give me tiny butterflies and know this;

You stir my heart with the rare taste of your lips.

You’re my poison,

You’re my Achilles heel.

And I’ll be thinking of you everyday of my life.

I love you dearly.

Because you’re the only one who can touch my heart.

The Harvest Moon

It’s a half moon. Will we meet on the other side again?

I Do

I know you may not like me,

but if in case you do.

Please say “I do.”

Within You

You are a lush garden of mazes that I wish to explore.

The book that I just cannot wait to finish.

I knew that my heart knew from the start that I was suddenly connected to you.

But our stars do not align.

You were my forbidden destiny that was headed for fate.

I’ve loved….

I’ve loved every inch of your body.

But I cannot take part of you with me with what I treasure in my heart.

You have always been mine and we are worlds apart.

You seek solace in other worlds and I cannot seem to grasp the colors of your aura becasue you are a different shade less harmfulbut cautious like koi.

I need you in my life.

But…. I can’t live within you….

I will stay until I cannot feel the warmth of your sun.

You see, we were connected from the start.

I cannot speak the language of the stars or the constellations on your back but from what I do know….

You are the language to my universe.

You are the page I shall leave empty for if I break your heart, I shall surely perish in my own fire and wait forever for you to quench my thirst.

Regardless

You do know I love you.

Know that I care….

Regardless of how your life went because in my book, we ended up together despite the controversy in spite of all that God created; you were meant for me and I was made for you.

I love you because you saw right through my own self.

A secret?

I probably wasn’t ready either.

Leaving

I could feel you leave. And knowing you’d go is not that easy.

Butterflies

I hope you know that when I am touching you I basically feel warmth. Like that.

To hold you near me would probably be the greatest miracle you could give me.

To count the constellations on your back one by one…..

To someday name our children and then send them to school as we grow old together celebrating them.

With me dying with you as we take our last breaths and hold each other. Our bodies close and our hands and our hearts intertwined.

A secret?

I shudder at your touch as you give me butterflies.

Persephone x Hades

Only you can make the blossoms bloom and the flowers wilt.

Tacoma, Arizona

a villanelle, in which the rhyme scheme is ABA ABA ABA ABA ABA ABAA

The desert was like the dead.

Scorching hot in the fiery sunshine.

You were like a river that flowed through the underground and it was softer beneath the bottom unlike an ocean bed.

Out of all the things I could have said,

You could have been mine.

The only thing that was alive; the only thing that was not dead.

You re my desert flower where the water had led.

As I swam through the waters looking for the perfect rose, the desert flower was a sign.

A sign that to be alone was to live a tragic life and tread where no other had ever tread.

I’ve looked throughout the flower bed.

I took the narrow path down the thin line.

And I’ve laid many a soul down to rest instead.

I have finally realized that souls of many had bled.

Underneath the gunfire where souls could never have the contract unbind for the fiery sword of justice to forever dine.

Everything lay still and beauty had lay in the dead.

Everything was finely turned into the deserted river’s bed.

Where the road lay was the river’s line.

And that was all that was left forevermore unsaid.

And that was where the river had led.

The River

a villanelle, in which the rhyme scheme is ABA ABA ABA ABA ABA ABAA

There was a river where a desert had been

and the river had once flowed with life.

It showed that it once was a place of sin.

The river and he road that stretched along it was together parallel or akin.

The waters pure and blue yet quicksand lurked beneath the waters and the valley beyond that were interlocking like a husband and a wife.

No doubt where the river flowed and flowers bloomed where it had been.

When you looked at me as I told you that you just had to grin.

I had a dream that you had told me all the adventures of your life.

About your travels through myth and legends and how I was soon to have your kin.

I don’t know how or where you had been;

But I love everything about you and I will continue to love you like I was your wife through your pillages and your strife.

Please say you’ll love me for a man who listens to the wind and soul and of your haunted heart full of djinn.

I loved you by the river that once flowed through the desert where you’ve been.

The deserts full of sand were full of animals and lush, green wildlife.

Waiting to wake again before the sun came and had brung wind, sand, dust and time in.

The souls of the many people who lived in the desert where life and the river had once been could not compare to the land where they’ve once had been said to fill the land with hatred and sin.

The heat was hot, the ground dry with no signs of life.

The desert waiting to be awakened again in the land of sin.

Looking for purity; looking within.

Far

No matter how far we are you are always in my heart.

Rain Falling

There was nothing more romantic than the rain pattering on the streets and on the sidewalks. The smell of fresh grass and water as it created a pattern of little dots on the tar of the street.

It was so serene to feel the pain of love…. The way he just loved me there. In the rain that sounded serene and calm.

The pain surging, outpouring from my chest in a fast-paced melody. Oh to hear the melodious sound like clockwork that pulsed through my ears.

As water tricked down a nearby gutter. My heart broke as he had loved me in his eyes as he turned for the last time to walk away.

Come back

I love you and I

shall leave you loved until you

come back home for me.

The River Fire

There is a river that turns to fire under the nights when the moon is full. On that night I lost you.

But then like a phoenix you were reborn into someone new. A soldier that was always calm like water but his soul was profusely on fire.

Your eyes are like lava in a heatwave. Your heart is like the water I drink. Pure and exhaustingly full of life’s gifts.

Your love is tender in the night as your sighs hold me in some holy breath of heaven’s smile.

But the river I speak of gives me butterflies. It is like your heart and your soul. Your heart is on fire and your soul is like water.

The Uncharted

You may think you are simply simple but you yourself are not.

You love your coffee with tea without cream, sugar or milk and you are blessed with constellations on your back.

All seven of those stars create Pollux.

Some say you’re cursed with seven devils and some say you’re made of moonbeams and stars and stardust and lights that never go out.

I’m in love with you and you think you are not cared for and that you are unlovable when in fact, you are a complex being who questions love like I question my faith.

You don’t care how you like your tea but I know it’s matcha with coffee that you like to have piping hot with breakfast when it’s supposed to be nighttime.

There’s a light in you that may never go out, and if I could write a book on how big your heart is, dozens of novellas still wouldn’t even be able to fit.

And maybe this is how all girls think because they think they know you.

Do they know that you long to taste my mouth to fulfill your longing?

Do they know you wish for me to read your mind to fulfill your needs?

That you want me for your own?

Do they know you’ve died six times and came back alive and that your seventh devil was the reincarnation of your face through our child?

Did you know that I could be your seventh devil that could love you better and tell you truths that unveil the uncharted?

Do they know???

If so, what did they know?

Did they think to know you?

You dream of me silly.

How could they and I not know you by now?

You are an uncharted realm I wish to see stars with.

Uncharted territory that you are, I wish to be within you.

And that would be divine.

Underneath Your Clothes

He was the kind of man who loved books and writing and literature….

A well versed man in the science of how he composed poetry….

I love how you can just look me in the eyes and just love me there….

And how you could just write a damn good paper underneath all your warmth.

Undressed

His face was a classic Don.

He had a way of making me laugh with butterflies in my stomach and tight knots in my heart.

If I was any closer to heaven it would be in his eyes watching me

slowly

undress

myself.

Heartbreaker

He had the kind of face that could steal hearts, break them and still be able to make you blush like a young girl.

He had a way with words that could seduce any heart.

He was a protective man with stories that made my heart break and made me laugh at the same time.

He could make well springs out of a woman’s heart that had turned to rock.

He could make a heartbreaker a good woman and he had a wonderful way of doing just that.

He had a way of growing flowers out of someone’s heart….

He was my hero.

And you see me in black and white….

You figure me out like nothing had ever happened in the world to you that wasn’t damaging you.

You’re like my Monday mantra, my gladiator.

I swear to you I will love you until I die.

Strangers In That Good Place

“It’s not a bad life, it’s just a bad day.” The stranger said as she approached him.

She had wanted to tell him that his sadness was for nothing.

She wanted him to know that he could do anything he ever wanted.

This stranger felt his sorrow inside his soul.

Within him, he knew that this woman couldn’t live within him so he talked to others instead and the stranger had soon left.

Another strange girl came, but the stranger knew that this was once in a lifetime.

“Soon I will be married to another man and you will not like that.”

“Likewise.” He had responded.

She loved him in some ways like a caregiver should because she didn’t want to break his heart because she couldn’t love him like that.

She saw the sides of him no one else had seen before.

The adventures he wanted to have inside the heart of someone special.

He knew that her body was a wonderland and he had wanted to explore her as she climaxed in his bed.

He wanted her to see him.

To touch him.

To know him.

Somebody to understand.

And do the stranger left not knowing that he would be looking for another chance to see her again.

To see him.

To touch him.

To know him.

To understand.

The Cause and Start of Everything

He is like a key that turns my locks in my body in the heat.

The match that strikes a fiery star as it falls and trembles inside my earth, burrowing itself in my core.

I love having his luscious body in my garden of daisies.

I love how he looks at them arching generously.

He radiates heat on them like the sun.

Inhaling and nestling them only because it sends tingles beneath my pulsating lips as I long to kiss him.

He is the cause and start of everything.

Hard

I know it gets hard

but it gets harder everyday

without you now…..

Selling Souls

Does she love the idea of love? Of course not. It had made her a bitter lunatic living on the fact that you could sell love for free and get high off of life.

She sells love like she sells souls for free.

You knew that there was hope didn’t you but you didn’t think that you could be loved although you were already didn’t you? You were selfish and unforgiving of your past transgressions and of yourself. I blame you for that….

A military brat…. Hooray. they just wanted more and all you had to do was join the military knowing that you did it for yourself and other people…. I missed you for that and I began to hate you and waited for you outside.

Men wear many masks,
But also, so do women.

The muse of dance, song and visions just weeps and weeps in the city of bones till twilight hit.

And does anybody know that I like to map and trace the birthmarks on your back that were my constellation of stars beyond infinity?

Go wherever the light follows emotionally to save your mortal soul….

Her Scent

And so the mighty pirate fell off his boat too knowing he’d drown with the mermaid.

She sang a song of sorrows and instead dragged him upwards and swam away to sing a song of the stars.

The pirates of his ship had always called him a dreamer even though he had sailed rough seas.

So he swam after the mermaid and became the sea itself as his waters surrounded the mermaid with love.

He had loved her for forever and suffered a curse by night.

For to drown in her would be the sweetest sorrow so she came ashore and loved him every night for that was the only timing he had to breathe her scent in.

He had swam to the depths of the ocean and with what the water had given him, he came out of the ocean from the sand and when the sun went down, he’d greet her upon the shores and breathe in her scent.

Secrets

I am exposed to the fact that you know the secrets to the universe and also to my heart.

Coffee and Pina Coladas

The taste of coffee lingers on your lips as the bittersweet smell of mellow wine and pina coladas enter the room.

You look up and you find that people are different. Not at all the same.

But she is. She is still the same.

Maybe she still wants you and then maybe she may not.

Whatever the case is, you’re still loved and you’re no longer lost because she still carries the taste of your candy lips and your smell of coffee that still lingers on her mind.

Promises and Constellations

He has a constellation of stars on his back and it’s marvelous because they’re all brighter than the ones in the midnight sky.

I swear by God that he’s made of stardust.

He has the blessing of the stars.

You’re the only one who has the answers to my puzzles because you’re my missing piece.

You are what my heart speaks about when I sleep.

You are the thing that lives in dreams only you get real each day.

Your stone compliment my atoms in the most beautiful way and I could spend infinities of eternities being blessed with you beside me.

If you’ll have me I promise you that everything will work out and that life will never have to hurt or be that hard.

I write about you deep in my solitude in the darkness of my room and you’ve probably heard this before but your love is like a deep peaceful river that I wish to drink from under your sun.

And I see galaxies in your eyes….
And feel stardust in your heart….

Slow Life In Pictures

Starlit nights under a full moon are nothing without you. If you see a shooting star, just know that I hope you’re secretly wishing for me.

I hope you’re wishing on stars and having the time of your life because knowing you you live your life like you’re made of starlight because you can appreciate my body with your heart, body and your soul. I love you because you’re different like that.

You probably like to write and drink your coffee at the same time. I’m jealous of the coffee that you inhale and the cup that you drink from.

I also hope you know that I love you and that you’re the phantom in my nightmares and the angel in my dreams. I hope you know that when I disappear and become a ghost that I as your lover will keep you in my thoughts, hoping that the ghost in your heart that is me will be sought and set free.

I hope you visit the ocean and think of me because the depths of my love are as deep as the deepest trenches and span farther than the universe itself.

Just know that I see you from your hotel room when I look at the ocean and that when I get the chance to visit the ocean’s view I see you because I see the best parts of you in everyone and I’m constantly seeing you in nature. In the rocks, sand, ocean, grass and trees with their leaves on them.

Occupied

Enchanted by your smile.

Encapsulated within your soul’s heart.

And in love with what’s within you.

I Could Love You

I knew I could love you. I just never got the time to get you alone and tell you.

I barely knew you but I knew you because I knew you had secretly touched my soul.

You only like the flowers no one likes such as red roses because you’re specifically a man who looks for love in all the right places at the weirdest times. Don’t you know that romance is hard to find????

The best thing about you was that you seem to keep all your promises. Haven’t you known that most good little boys do?

You know the best ways to love a person and the best ways to break a heart. And I guess I’ll admit that you’re giving me a heart attack just looking for me.

And when you do actually find me, will I be married? Taken? Or still wanted by you? Know this. I recognize you but I don’t recommend myself to you. Hell. I can’t keep a relationship.

….A penny for your thoughts.
A nickel for your kiss.
A dime if you tell me that you love me.

You’re the shore and I’m the tide this time. But I am fire and you are like water.

Am I still the phantom of your dreams? Or the angel in your nightmares? These questions are with utmost importance.

Death

Every time death tried to take him, she herself had tried once to save him so death saw him and batted her lashes at him. For he was the most beautiful Greek warrior she had ever seen to leave her in her underworld, and granted him the immortality to live another day.

Death had always known that Death waits for no one and Death is inevitable.

But death also knew that Fate is inevitable and Destiny can be changed.

She knew also that suffering, loneliness and love is only a state of mind. That you must control your instincts and go with the flow, otherwise trust your instincts only when they are most needed.

One day he had almost died and lost her lover to a battlefield where no one could find him.

She knew that eternity could never be granted in the mortal world and that she could never fall in love with a human being, let alone a soul.

Death’s brothers, the four men of the apocalypse had lifted his soul into heaven as death had died alone.

It was his fate Thanatos had said. Thanatos had once escaped with her from heaven into the underworld hoping to save her from the flooding of heaven and she became an oracle there where she predicted for the fates in the threads of life.

So, crying on earth she took her lover and stole a golden apple from the tree of life that mortals were forbidden to see in the deep heart of the underworld and soon she was reunited with her lover as she fed him the golden elixir from one of the apples.

Atomic Value

My atoms compliment yours for you are like water to my fire.

The Nightmare

I see you through the

and you are very clear in

my sight.You take my nightmares

away; holding me.

The Central Spread

What (she) wants-3cards on left
The outcome-middle card
What (he) wants -3cards on right

1st card-What he’s/she’s perceived as
2nd card-Who you truly are
3rd card-What stands in your way

The World

You make up my world when nobody else can anymore.

Don’t Worry Baby

Don’t worry when I

say that everything will soon

be alright and that

nothing else has to matter

because it is all fated.

Nights On Fire

The world was on fire and the stars had shone bright just for you.

The Lover’s Sephiroth Spread

How He feels(left)
What’s in between(middle)
How she feels(right)

I guess the spread is saying I’m getting married soon….

Pyro

You may not like me.

I may not have a place in your heart.

But in my mind, I am the one loving you; cherishing you; kissing you.

Building futures when we are the ones who are dancing; but only in my head because they will never exist.

Re-writing chapters in some ancient history book with my best and most favorite parts with and of you,

including the bittersweet ones and the ones that hurt all the while….

I am the one married to you,

holding you, cradling you until you fall asleep,

telling you about the stars,

the one answering all your questions,

Singing you sweet lullabies at night with my cracking voice.

This was a dream.

And this was all in my head.

I have secret conversations with you at night and I am dreaming that you’llbe the one to be by my side.

To quench my thirst for water and to break the tide while you make the pain of life-like reality and my little fires go out.

Maybe all the rooms are left on fire because of you.

Maybe all the rooms onfire will somehow cease with the wind,

instead of the water….

Me? I’m just a person on a laptop who writes poetry about fierce, free love.

The Post Office Boy

I want to see you

so I can see your warm smile

and your perfect face

but I forget that you’re just

a post office boy.

Smile

I want to see you

so I can see you smiling

again and always until,

I guess, for all of my life.

But you’re never really there.

Near Morning

There is nothing so more or less beautiful than the night.

Especially when the stars are out and the night shines each and every one into the dark.

The breeze blowing on your back.

The smell of coffee and sugar.

Near morning.

I Wish You Love

I wish to give you

my heart but all I can do

now is wish you love.

Written and Spoken Word Art

You are all the silly love songs and poetry on love.

Closer

You’re still dancing in

my mind, but you’re still here close

to my heart. But I need you to

come a bit closer….

A little closer to me.

Right Through You Part 2

I see right through you and I like all the things I see.

Right Through You

I see you.

I see right through you.

I love all that’s in you.

Waon To Ame

When you are gone, my

depression will act up and

everyday it will willingly

rain all the time

know I will not forget you.

A Valentine It Seems

I will be writing Valentines every year. At least; yours.

The Warmth of Your Heart

I am in love with 

your soul and I want to be

loved with your warm sweet embrace 

feeling your heart’s warmth.

Only Time

We were once witches of the sea.

Born before the wind.

We’ve navigated oceans over time;

used our voices to tell our stories.

Arraignment for the land folk to tell tales of brave Ulysses.

To be muses.

To make men fall in love with with our songs.

Songs only our children understood

and the ones that men have so below fallen.

We were oh so younger than the sun but not too far older than the sands of time.

We were reincarnated from water as we burnt from fire and grew stronger by the rain, earth and wind.

Water; once our homes were flooded with tales of brave Ulysses.

As our voices were carried off by men

and the slitting of our throats.

Our stories, our voices;

Shipwrecked by islands of golden streets only to return.

Only to return in the water through time.

Only time.

Wine

I miss you, and of

course I’ve seen better looking.

but nothing compares to you.

I drink you like wine.

The Craving

a villanelle, in which the rhyme scheme is ABA ABA ABA ABA ABA ABAA

I want to be near you.

Like a fire that is yearning for water;

I want you to know my heart craves you

The yearning as a peach ripens,

And I have never been so sure.

I want to be near you.

As the walls to my garden opens,

Your keys to my heart brings me nearer.

I want you to know my heart craves for you.

I want an eternal love for you that never ends.

I want you with me forever.

I want to be near you.

My love for you is how you make me after a holy cleanse.

I want you to know you make me feel beautiful, and that if you were my lover,

I want you to know my heart craves for you.

You do not have to look at me through a rose-colored lens.

I want to be near you.

I want you to know my heart craves for you.

And if I were to let go it would be never.

Cares

 I can’t stand being

and not knowing what you are 

and what you aren’t doing

because I do care.

Mine

I felt fire when I

first saw you and I knew that

you were always mine.

Love at First Sight

There was no such thing

as only love at first sight

there was only fire.

Flashbacks

Have you ever thought you had flashbacks of a thousand years ago and just got so emotional that in your past life you find your past lover and look down and just cry and then a century later you feel sad because they knew you once?

Have you ever felt an obscure pain in your chest that makes it hard for you to breathe?

Do you know how to remember when the pain began?

Do you think this pain will last forever?

Tell me, how does one hold fire in his hands and not hold an eternal flame for a person he so loveth?

Shooting Stars

Like a sinking ship, My heart lay in your oceans.

Alas! you have sunken the very heart of my mere boat that floats over what seems to be shallow waters.

You are my wishing well of stars.

I, am like the moon.

You long for the touch of a moonbeam as I look over you and darling;

my wolf; my beast.

You’re my shooting star.

The Blossom of Love

And indeed you will see it in the glimpse of his eyes,

Hot burning embers of coal….

But when he sees you; you are transfixed and the fire;

the anxiety of seeing you dies down.

And his coldness recedes as he tries to show no sentiment.

And indeed you will see it in his touch.

A woman should never have to fight for a man’s attention and affection;

if so he is not the one.

But indeed the dogs that hound you shall he get rid of.

It is the making of a man that he rids himself of his fear and of his agonies.

Because you know you’d love to be the girl men fight wars for;

the girl that men pick up off their feet and carry into their den.

To stare into your eyes and cherish your body likewise like a flower

with thorns.

Indeed you should be gentle with flowers and roses of such.

Indeed if not gentle with his heart as of a flower;

This will surely be how you lose your love story.

But indeed this will never happen for you treasure him for eternity;

as the rose blossoms and the love recieved blooms into the heart of all that is loveable.

A blossom of love;

a dove learning to fly;

a cat purring in the corner where his boots shall be….

The Book of Life

My page has yet to be written on and the rest is still unwritten.

I keep thinking about my childhood.

What I could’ve done,

said;

all those bottled feelings.

All the songs I’ve listened to….

And then I think; “this is a new beginning. You may never get those chances again but what lies ahead is a brand new chapter waiting to be written on in the book of your life.”

And love will blossom as time goes by,

but then I remember that this was never about a silly love story.

And that maybe this is what all girls and women may think….

Isn’t it???

A Certain Fondness

I have abandoned all reason;

all hope, resilience, and caution to the wind.

I will….

I promise I will see you again,

For I am as fond as you are.

Of me.

4-The Emperor

A father of many.

Leader of the pack.

Abundance and sternness.

A firm grip upon value.

The truth.

Fatherly advice.

A father figure; a caring unconditional but selfish love.

A father who cares.

Wealth and value.

Strength in fortitude and a journey to the path of righteousness.

Not weak; unwavering strength and courage.

Fatherly love.

To be a father of responsibility, and care of the pack.

To mature into a man who is becoming a father.

No more boyish love….

To be strict like a sword; a dictator.

A teacher; a firm grip on reality.

Orders; security of family life.

To be strict with finances but with power.

A father; a king in his family.

3-The Empress

A woman of many;

The fruit is ripened and the womb is full.

The stalemate of childbirth and the cup runneth full.

Progress is what she reigns in….

A woman of beauty and finesse.

Pregnant with flowers to give.

Pregnant with money and blessings.

Pregnant with children.

Virginity hath given birth to a mere heartbeat,

The soul of a loving mother with child.

The heart of all that is giving.

The feminine archetype.

The fruit of the womb….

A young woman bursting with life.

A woman of many.

A woman on the throne of prosperity….

A woman.

A lover.

A giver.

A woman strong enough to lead a life of fulfillment.

Music of A Sakura

Do you like music?

Because you’re the type of music that everybody cherishes and wants to make memories with.

You know the lyrics to my heart.

And when you sing it’s like a voice calling my name.

Your heart is like a drum.

Your voice like an instrument of music.

When I think of you I think of flowers and although flowers may not last forever, my love for you will always remain.

You’re like a late flower that blooms in June.

Much like Sakura blossoms although it snows yet still they manage to bloom in the night for people to enjoy during the day as much as I enjoy you.

It’s best to say things while I still can because these are things I may never get to say to you again.

Drowning

I’ve wanted to drown in you.

I’ve wanted you and I have never loved you more than the day after next.

I have in fact loved you more within every day that passes by.

I think of you day and night; night and day.

I love drowning in you.

Your sweet sugar running down ripe fruit.

Your sword that pierces the flowers at a camera’s slow moving pace at love’s first sight.

I think of swimming into intoxicated, uncharted waters and as I gulp, and I swallow in the water whole and breathe your scent as I drown in you.

And I awake alone in some cold sweat.

2-The High Priestess

Day and night, her knowledge of the unknowable takes her into the séance of the unattainable.

She is knowledgeable that the path of knowledge leads to a path of secrets and regression.

The future is unknowable as she claims to know and seek the unforeseeable.

Night and day she builds her pillars high on knowledge of the past

Through dreams of the future, she reveals forbidden knowledge of what is past and what is present.

The sun and moon present over the Akashic records of knowledge; of truths.

She sees you and she observes your secrets.

The revealer of revealers.

The light of lights when all lights go out.

Redeemer of truths.

Redeemer of what is unseeable, unspeakable and what can and what cannot be attained.

The achiever of what is out of reach.

The enlightenment of all that knowledge can be achievable to know.

The knowledge of truth that is used to heal and, the knowledge of truth that can be used to hurt others.

Self realization in personal affairs….

To realize what is outside of the bubble.

The rational; the real.

To obtain a forbidden knowledge and to use it to your advantage.

Like eating forbidden fruit; the tree of good and of evil.

The tree of knowledge and beholder of records.