Latticed deja vu.
Arbor of my mind recalled.
Garden beyond; home.

My gaze falls on you,
and everything around me
starts to slowly fade away.
For that moment, nothing
except you seems significant
and all I want is,
to tell you I feel about you,
My fierce feelings;
the familiarity of a home.

But I am not acquainted
with the idea of a home,
and that's the tragedy
of finding it
inside a person,
You cannot perpetually stay.

the grey
of this tin figure
wet tile

And in the months I've come to know you,
I've learned to appreciate your dramatic eye rolls,
The way you carefully place yourself around the words you speak,
How your delicate fingers will try to fix all the broken things they glide past,
How you manage to fully embrace who you are, without fearing the consequences.

You are magical and I aspire to be as bold in everything I do.

I have become more aware of who I am,
I have tried to practice away my weaknesses, harder and harder.

I am grateful that I have met you in this piece of my life.

I just hope you stay a little longer and find what I have to offer.

I hope you stay and see how much you've made me want to fix myself.

the billionaire man
felt more joyous excitement
driving his first used beat up Corolla
than his new shiny red Ferrari
happiness is a matter
of perspective and familiarity

Whenever I'll
taste, the taste of death,
it won't be
unfamiliar.
Since I've been
fortunate enough
to have tasted your lips
a few times.

You can't just kiss me
in public for no reason
Should I cover my lips?

Are they too exposed
too red for you?

You can't just roll up
my shirt, unhook my bra
no matter how enjoying

my back is bending
under your nails

You can't just undress me
if you feel like it
as if I feel the same

and it is possible at all times
because I love you

You can't just take for granted
the way it goes, love
remains as it has begun

attentive and gentle
everything to lose