If you and I should,
Again, meet
In this trundling kaleidoscope
Of chaotic realms;
Then for the briefest of moments,
Pretend that you know me;
Smile a bit and greet me–
In that crucial millisecond
Of hurtful, unavoidable collision,
Let’s both hide the cracks
And permit the gaping universe
To continually believe
In frolicsome unicorns
And selfless, forever love–
Even when our hearts
Are already broken
And our souls bleed
Of that rancid bitterness,
Embodying quashed hope
And discarded dreams.


“I Write You Lines Of Love”

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i write you lines of love,
and send them flying
through the clouds;
hoping that somehow,
they’d reach you.

oh, how unfortunate, it is,
that the only person,
i’d like to have,
is the same person
who does not see me.

for, i may roam the world
and meet so many;
but, i know that no one
can replace the throne,
you own, in my heart.

because, however much
i deny the love, i feel, for you;
you will always be my truth.
though, i hope not.
let me be wrong.