“You hit the soft spot of me making my heart skip a beat.”

You are my tamed fire in the wind.

Poetry is a home, a home with joy.

No pain no worries only the beating of our hearts.

If I had wings and could fly I’d fly all seas to see your unseen beauty amid the whispers of love.

Everything seems to be a design – a mixture of prejudice and injustice – the limbo of silence.

Without you, my heart will be full of weeds.

We love to live with sweet lies until reality touches the edges, of those sweet lies.

Into you, like the sun embraces the moon – a beautiful eclipse.

Loneliness is an art shaped by self-love.

We all bound by beauty with a touch of singularity.

Just realized that moonlight was just a matchmaker for the stars.

Destiny is wisdom.

I heal me for I heal you.

Listen to the beat of beauty with your heart.

To be a radical fight you within you – a solitary battle.

So she loved the rain amid the fall.

Time is a funny thing- Flies fast, though constant it slows near large objects, black holes, and you.

We fall in love with eyes and lies.

Oh God, to think that you only fall in love once in your entire life is such a depressing thought.

I fell in love with theater there, and after graduation I moved to Los Angeles to pursue acting.

I’m not unreasonable I just think it’s very reasonable you would fall in love with me.

I wish I was as good at love as I am at falling apart.

Let me shed like the trees of fall, let me tick like the seasons clock, let me be like a content moon sometimes full sometimes cropped.

Don’t stall find yourself in the free fall.