poetry. i am not writing it.(make way for me please)it is my skin. dripping with light.
i want to be in love with youthe same wayi am in love with the moonwith the lightshiningout of its soul.
i hope thatwhoever you arewherever you areand no matter howyou are feelingyou will always have somethingto smile about.
your smile.is the ultimategolden dream.all the poemsin the worldare waking up from.
May youalways haveopenbreezy spacesin your mind.
I write because there are things in me that cannot die.
A poem in the heart is worthmore than a million dollarsin the bank account.
even in the loneliest momentsi have been therefor myself.
To fall in love with someone's thoughts - the most intimate, splendid romance.
If my life were a fragrance, it would smell like the sea.
slow down, oh sweet tearsflowing nectar...down my lashes' tipssomedaysomeone will kiss you away,even before you can reach my lips.
Whatever you get out of poetry - take it. take it. take it. Words are better off felt than understood.
everything that is scatteredcomes together in wordseverything that is lostcomes back in poetry.
Live as many lives as you can.
Your words... I hold them deeplike ancient skinshold wrinkles.
love canembellish its beginningsing its blossomingand engrave its eternitiesbut can never explain its loss.
Sometimesthe things that make you cryare more beautifulthan the thingsthat make you laugh.
Poetry has saved me on occasions when people couldn't.
sometimes i am not sure.if i am writing the poemor the poemis writing me.
Wordsare powerfulforces of nature.they are destruction.they are nourishment. they are flesh. they are water.they are flowers and bone.they burn. they cleansethey erase. they etch. they can eitherleave...
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