please keep singing if the wind carries me away I don’t want you to be left with an emptiness

in complete darkness I felt your light beckoning for me

my softness becomes softer when you hold onto me

I find my way to you because you hold the lens through which I am beautiful once again please let me see myself the way you explain

without you I have longing with you a song to sing

Time spilling her secrets, memories of a love I’ve yet to experience

Love does not need a map to find her way back to me

how do I be your shelter if you do not sail to me I even shone so bright to lead you to my light

may the love you drew for me make its way through to me

if you listen close you will know every poet writes only one poem rearranged into infinite forms

it is the love within you that I feel connected to

you spoke with such softness, it didn’t matter what you said, I only heard love anyways

poetry slowly becoming one long letter to the light

sometimes the music evades me and sometimes I just cannot stop singing

the painting will be done when the light is the only colour left on the brush and when the canvas no longer waits to be touched

create with me quietly

it takes only one song brimming of light, to bring harmony to my entire life

no name on your letter sent nor a title on the song beckoned but your love so true still came through

a genuine call for the light always reaches the sky

the rain wondering why she is called melancholic when she simply plays her own kind of music

at the end of this poem, do I get to meet you?

it is not yet cold enough for me to crave the warmth so much but it has been far too long since I have felt your touch

we can talk one raindrop at a time

is there a place where your fingertips reach mine some place in the sky where stars still beautifully shine

I am always listening intently, in case Love comes to visit me

in this winter storm wanting to make sure to not let in any cold and yet not miss any love that knocks at my door

my vision distorted beautifully by the love I yearn to see

no need to inebriate when in this presence you make perfect sense

even for a moment so brief, thank you for sharing your light with me

the secrets I wanted to tell you, and how I let them fade too

winter is almost here, and I am among the other leaves, waiting to disappear

I remember all the stars in my sky, those by my side, and those who drifted further than I’d like

quiet isn’t quiet enough, so I find new ways to soften myself

There are intricacies to playing this song, to which I have not caught on, like how soft is too soft, and when have I held on for too long.

That I knew, this cloud would come and drift too

I didn’t really know if I was the song or the echo, or if perhaps I was both So long as there was music in the Universe, it didn’t really matter Whether it was her singing to me, or I to her

there I go passing through time there it goes passing through I there we both go the song and the echo making music as we unfold

I even find you between poems I didn’t intend to

whether raindrop by raindrop or the entire storm all at once the cloud only unfolds when she wants

it is not that we need to learn love, but that we need to forgo everything else

in between the waves of one poem I stopped to write you one more more beautiful than the one before that I had to come back to shore just to make sure it would pass through the sands you explore

I only knew the art was reminiscent of a love I had touched, but I didn’t know I was the palette you drew from

the shadow of my sensuality, cast upon walls for you to see

to be embraced by you, I need to know I am being embraced by love too

Art does not always need a blankness on which to exist I look at the ocean of you and feel it in all your waves too

I just need a corner of the sky where there are no other clouds near, where I can go to disappear

soon the snow will put to ease the footprints of the fallen leaves, but I will not forget their journey

absorbing every note like it is the first time that I heard the song but I have been listening all along

Will you be soft with me until the tumult of your waves begin until we both give in

do not just mirror my love back to me show me the love you hold within where I end and you begin