“Like that of a passing love, and a rose in the night, you’re forgotten”
Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.
Popularity
Is only chased after
By the mediocre.
A fallen angel was once God’s favourite.
21:00: “I love you”
02:00: “I’m falling in love with you”
A love affair
between the moon,
the stars
and the girl in the white
nightdress.
She looked to the stars
when she wished for love.
When she looked to the moon,
then she said nothing,
for the moon understood everything
that needed to be said,
without saying anything at all.
The map of Orion
can be traced
so beautifully
between his
shoulder blades.
My heart is a compass,
forever pointing north.
It just so happens
that North is
exactly where you are standing.
Ask me about drugs
I’ll tell you about his lips.
“My thoughts cannot
move an inch without
bumping into some
piece of you.And I cannot stop
myself from constantly
falling into you.”