you areas fleetingly beautifulas a mother’s tearsand a father’s pranksa brother’s bachelorhoodand a best friend’s bad mooda bride’s glittering jittersand a handsome stranger’s smile.
because some thingssometimesaren't ours to hold,but just beautiful to listen to.
violent storms. and beautiful smiles. both have electricity. both are equally destructive in nature.
There is somethingmystically sadand beautifulabouthowi will neversee youagainbut meet youagain and againin poetry.
the mostbeautiful tideis the sweepof your heartagainst mine.
she's gotoceanstucked awayin her hairpoems swimunder her skin.