"Everything" poem

... And it came to pass when I had made an end to hope for they said the sky was falling, the moon was dark and the light exiled. ... And my heart has been secretly triggered, for it feels like your mouth kissed my hand ... And I hope for the mountains to bring you peace without iniquities. Whom have I in home but you, whom have I in Earth but you. Would you keep this silence before me, before it dies touch my hand, before it dies, breathe my breath. I am all vanity. My works are nothing, my images are of infidelity. Yet you seek me daily, and delight to know my ways that would prophecy lies unto you. ... And as time went near, you were their faces, and your wings stretched upward like burning coals of fire lighted by stars carried by the clouds. Whom have I in heart but you, whom have I in sight but you. A day of the siren, regarding love, the day is a day of redemption for I consider it a day of wasteness and gloominess, a day of clouds and thick darkness ... And it came to pass that the angel was afraid of an oath blessed by the unknown. ... And I will make your city waste with this touch, and cut down your purity with this kiss and bring your sincerity unto desolation. Yet you still assist. Whom have I in heaven but you, whom have I in hell but you ...

"Home" poem

Search this light from inside of me sweep off the dark spots that covered my eyes from the gift of sight purify myself once more to witness the beauty of being with you tonight all i used to see is white, nothing more, nothing even close to as something beautiful than this how far must i go to prove that I am not alone in this ? This is not my escape from you, this is a step closer to justify my ascend upon reaching the crossroad, direction is the only way to keep me alive you are my redemption, you are my savior, you are my home, yet you burden me with no sight to trust upon for far too long I have gone to the wilds alone, for far too long I have fought through all of the lies the vivid colors of reflection in your eyes reminds me of home, reminds me of where I used to belong to for all we know it has come to a last night to fight through all of their rejections and objections to take a step closer and finally find my way back ... home