... will...

One day

I will walk up to you slowly

I will hug you and kiss you on the cheek

No words will be exchanged

We will share ONE BREATH

I will pivot and turn my shoulders

The silent steps that trail away will echo louder than any stomp or dance we shared

I will disappear into the mist

I will become another figment of your fairy-tale imagination :)

The end.

"If I wait any longer..."

True. My heart will grow stronger

Tougher skin they say is the positive price I'll pay

But hey, set for another day, another year.

Appreciate the warm sun & the skies so clear.

And how, how, how, how can I not smile and only shed tears?

Because I am young

Only 23 years.

But you know what, I'm ready for death

So cheers!

what then?

my heart hurts.

it is not broken. i have already mended all those wounds.

it hurts the way people die from asphyxiation or drowning.

it hurts because its only catharsis is you and for now, it has no reciprocated other.

where are you?

my heart can only hold its breath for so long.

sooner or later, it will beat too slow and too low for anyone to hear.

what then?

pre-present-post love

i wandered in with a look of endeavor but with no thought at all
and sure enough she was by the bar-side of the dancing hall
and dare not walk past as if i did not notice her blond curls
it's difficult to demonstrate indifference when in fact for a bit she through my life for a whirl

so i approached with the gift of an embrace and soft kiss on her face
told her i'm better now, well-equipped to be more than strangers
because truth be told, i have my closure and no feelings linger

why so easy now and a flood of tears before?
because i'm on the cusp of something with someone with so much more :)
true, i have stated similar sentences once, twice, thrice, even four
but i swear on everyone's life this is again something that must be explored

what will i find?
i'm not quite sure.
will it end in forever or a day or a year?
i don't fucking care.
all i do know is she is the TRUTH in the mirror.

the patience of a tree.

let me stand here erect
as i provide more shade
underneath,
the foundation of roots disperse like meteor showers
ready to flower more life

let leopards climb
humming birds hum
and beez buzz
there is enough room for everyone

cool, calm, and collected
a redwood i stand to be
because if man does not cut
we grow infinitely...