i breathe like the end, each day is a drop granted from life, i realize a world i try to explain, but i can never dream of capturing it in its entirety for i know that i am too weak for that discovery and if life were short for me than what i expect, then so be it. weather may change, time shall run away and i shall fade to death, yet i try as i suffer through the lands of fantasy, walking miles across mountains and rivers, to gift you a drop of the dream i see in my heart, in the form of poems, images, and everything that will inspire you, i believe that this is the only thing i am here for. love to all.
watch her glow
like the morning sun
forever so young
her heart
carries pearls of love
and the world does not know
how many
how many more
she carves them herself
in nights and days
and every drop
of tear she sheds
is a drop of pearl
gifted to the world
a drop of love shared
and given away
without expectations
watch her glow
like the morning sun
forever so young
her heart
for it carries
the pearls of love
and no one really knows…
