how

how is one meant to cry
if the tears refuse to fall?

how is one meant to smile
if the pain is too much?

how is one meant to push
if the burden is too heavy?

how is one meant to shine
if the rain doesn’t stop?

how is one meant to grow
if the room is too small?

how is one meant to love
if the heart is cracked?

how is one meant to speak
if the words remain silent?

how is one meant to wait
if the train is moving?

how is one meant to heal
if the wound is too deep?

how is one meant to continue
if the desire is gone?

🌸🌺🌼

some stare at the sun,
fans that stole its name
as they smile upon it.

some rest their eyes in darkness,
waiting until first light
to unveil their beauty.

some pass along love,
bringing others together
in moments of vulnerability.

some can produce sweetness,
a bite producing flavors and juices
that fill an appetite.

in combination,
they create such wonder-
love, sadness, compassion, joy,
and much more.

no matter,
any creation would fill my void
and complete the beat
my heart has been missing.

those three words

no singular language is enough-
enough to describe
my passion,
my desire,
my need.

to most,
three words suffice.
to me, however,
there are endless ways
to show my thoughts.

in Irish, they say “A chuisle mo chroí”-
the pulse to my heart.

in Italian, they say “Sei il mio tesoro”-
you are my treasure.

in Spanish, they say “Mi corazón es tuyo”-
my heart is yours.

in French, they say “Tu es tout ce que j’ai toujours voulu”-
you are everything i’ve ever wanted.

to me,
you are so much more.
you are the brightest star
in the vast galaxy above,
the single flame that lights up my world
more than the sun ever could,
the sunflower that takes my hand
and guides me towards the light.

in your eyes,
no map could ever save me
as i lose my thoughts outside of one dream-
𝑌𝑜𝑢.

no one phrase will ever be fitting
for what you deserve to hear,
but i will never stop speaking them.

i̶ ̶l̶o̶v̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶