Your stare.
There is nothing more enthralling...

Chirping the secrets
Of their heartbeats, in a cage...

Water splashing down
One, two, three, rhythm repeats...

Cricket to his mate,
“Silence, what a mouth you have...

Little worm appears
After much scratching, gets lost...

Sturdy, proud to be
A shade from the scorching sun...

A yellow beauty
the little sunshine blooming...

Me and you
we equal two...

Intoxicated in flutter
while dancing with winds...

I woke to the smell of coffee
Seeping through my broken heart...

I stare into the same blankness
But tears do not gush from my eyes...

Once upon a time there was a king
A handsome young king named David...