From you beauty radiates Like no other You cannot be real For if planted Would you grow? Would lilacs spread Across your grave Would...

Scared? Are you scared? Scared to open yourself Up into this world of fear where Pixels fill your mind and surround your Head and make...

To be loved is to see the ocean And to think of me Think of my staggered breaths Of my patterned randomness in The waves. See the salty...