All these years, I hid between hays
like a needle awaiting to be found...

Upon my wake, the sun became a light;
too bright, like fire just fueling a stove...

Come, meet me at the door;
there's a small lamp - a chandelier...

I almost missed you!
I knew I should have aimed towards your heart...

Today, I'll write just to write like I often do
with my eyes close and my fingers on the keyboard...

Should I compose a sonnet just for you?
You are a judge who's tired of reading them...

If I ever was like the grass as green,
And you, as radiant as the sun...

"Nose" (idk)
I tried to understand...

Like images held in an hourglass,
each night I sleep in a capsule of time...

Oh flower in us your scent, sweet love.
Let our roots enroot, deep into your soul...

If I just knew that God does not exist
And that once Death comes to approach us all...

When the nights do come and when the days do too,
When I might be asleep or I might be awake...