Creating Constellations

That's what  the heart does

Don't Question  the canvas

It s the Art of Love

She 'S not Like The Others

Maybe

Either way

I'm Sick of hiding it

I'm Sorry Darling

In these Speechless Galaxies

Broken Heartstrings

Becomes the sole

Playlist For the Young

And

You my Muse,

 My Favorite Melody.

The Search of Senses

To Myself

a Forecast

To the Ellipse

Yet there is

no  In-between

For me

And This A Drowned Heart.

Drip Drip Drip

That's what Flaws  sound like

On the day you died .

No once saw it once

But I Noticed You Falling,

Through  The Stressed out Mess of Fear

That  was a Black Hole

You left in

These Murals,

And Photographs

As More Than a Memory .

How sinful Pride can be

Say my Name 

Anytime you could have...

So How The Hell is it Fair

You steal All I Want,

While I'm supposed to live with

The Loud Poetry

From a Quiet Girl

Living on in

Blunt Lyrics.

Your

 Fire of Desire

a Bitter  Antidote

To The Truth

Of This Poetic Dilemma ,

Everyday

You put me Through.