“Dear Moon, May I glow as brightly as you do, cradled amongst darkness.”

My little sunflower god, even the stars worshiped you.

I hope, The storms you encounter are ones only of soft thunder and light rain.

I loved poetry the moment it turned my pain into something beautiful.

We are just broken things pretending to be whole.

And when we hurt someone whose hurt us, do we call it coping or cruelty?

It’s nameless, this feeling between you and me.

I’ve come to love these moments of sunshine with you.

How can I love again when all your love remains with me.

I hope you know that you are the only thing I have ever craved.

I want you to know that I think of you often between dreams and wishes.

Things end but greater things begin.

I want you to love me like a dream come true.

I was a living breathing nightmare and he was my favorite dream catcher.

And we look the devil in the eyes, take his hand and dance away.

She didn’t want the light at the end of the tunnel. She was perfectly at home in the darkness.

And if I lay in the sun a little longer maybe then, I can burn for something other than him.

Choose to live for the moments that make your soul glow.

You glow like a radiant moon even amidst on ocean of scars.

Be proud of your progress and start glowing.

Grow with your grace and glow with the faith in yourself.

The way your inner-light glows is different compared to others. And that alone, makes you a million times more valuable.

No star. glow brighter than an optimistic soul like yours.

The glow from the southern sun lit up her face like a goddess divine.

whenever I look at you my thoughts are full of sensual poetry. But would I write about my feelings for you, my pen would begin to glow and my paper would immediately catch fire.