Whenever Ink is Needed
44.

I love to forget the bitter things
and later on remember
the sweetness of its passing.

I’ve been searching for a copy of this book for months now. I finally got one at last.

I’ve been searching for a copy of this book for months now. I finally got one at last.

Elements

Elements

Tags you can check out if ever you pass by my page, stuff you can find in my corner.
Lasso

When the sky lit the world up 
for resolutions of change 
to rain down like falling stars,

my lasso way up in the breeze,
lost somewhere in flight
I couldn’t quite pull the light in
and let the moonbeams dissolve
into your hands just as I had hoped

though instead— the moment
I chased and patiently waited for
in form of a memory,
of how this dream fashioned into a rope
survived and became short string
which now I will tie around your finger;

of the courage I’ve found drifting along 
the seamless sky which I will now anchor 
to your skin— for you to always keep
and hopefully never lose. 

Once you told me to believe and ever 
since I kept your words close.
I always have thought you walk 
underneath the solace of radiance—

and this is the very least I can do
to show how thankful I am:

tonight I am giving you the moon
frozen still in all its beauty,
of gravity defied and defined—
this image of you and for you alone.

"And I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees."

This collection is golden. Pablo Neruda is easily one of my biggest aspirations in writing poetry.

"And I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees."

This collection is golden. Pablo Neruda is easily one of my biggest aspirations in writing poetry.

43.

Press your ear against
my chest and you’d hear
how my heart never fails
to enunciate
your name in code.

You’re its favorite beat
juxtaposed to its 
search for resonance
that echoes in song. 

A little GIF of the recent Lunar Eclipse!

A little GIF of the recent Lunar Eclipse!