To make us great, again,

He dismantled us

Piece by piece

Promising to rebuild us better

But, in the end,

he was only willing to give us scraps from his tabled feast.

A long time ago

in a galaxy

far far away...

There ruled a 

heart

of kindness,

that for a Templar,

the Grail.

The bliss

is in perfection,

In formation

were quintessence

of peace

in what seems 

to be 

penultimate.

And in state

reinstates

the genius

by bond

that treasures

creatures

created

from psalms

of verses

with courses

of presents

in blank.

There are heroes

luring 

the songs

and the sound

And there's 

heaven

singing

with trumpets

in the absence 

of clouds.

But time

was gone and 

it went

so blank

Darkness

orbited 

and the lights

went black

Holes embraced

the Race

disgraced

by Faith

and it's late 

to be safe

from condemnation

where Redemption's 

a fool

It's full

of denial

It's bridal

from eclipses

of the moon

and the Sun 

was stolen and 

murdered

by the glimpses

of the Hades' tune.

There came a prison

of invasion

invaded 

and imprisoned 

with the

formation

of quintessence

of artifice

with contempt

and those Stars 

go tempt

the Land 

with Love

coated

with hate

in the state

they make

a revolution

rotated

and twisted 

from truth

to keep 

the worlds

from thinking

and resisting

the embrace

of the taste 

of the sweet 

quintessence

of strife.

And the world

is now waiting

for the Templar

to come.

Waiting 

for heroes

to be a thousand

in

One.

For the world 

is thinking

all about 

the hate

and prays to the devil

on His Perfect State,

And the world

embraces the kiss

of the darkness

by light.

From a galaxy afar

that had been long 

so lost

—Life.

your mom says you're

my mini me

but I am nothing compared

to the great StellarBee

please write

we miss your words

I know that somewhere

your muse here lurks

war is wrong

my eyes are brown

I love him

art matters

I can't save everyone

I will try to save everyone anyways

the sea is filled with tears

the night sky is rarely black

Magic is real

books save lives

moonsnails saved my life

I'm going to be okay

tea can fix anything

everyone is created equal

very few are treated equal

I belong in NYC

photographs capture feelings

whales are magnificent

high school sucks

nice pens are important

water is delicious

music is a universal language

poetry is saving me

Jasmine lingers

Hanging softly

Beckoning for him to follow

Up the stairs

To where you lay

Exposed

He touches

Gentle heat

Leaving goosebumps in its wake

Hungry kisses

Consuming lust

Turning into need

Desperately the clothes fall away

And in each other

Pleasure plays

As sweat drips

And body moans

Until it can take no more

Explodes

Body exhausted

Now it sleeps

Waiting

For the scent of jasmine

To return

I told you every part of me had been touched; I told you I'm too numb to feel affection; I told you there was no way you'd make me feel something I hadn't before, and you accepted that. And without even trying you opened my mind and body and soul to somewhere new.

You planted a kiss on my inner wrist; you caressed the bend of my elbow without forming a fist; you grazed each and every one of my knuckles with your lips.

Such carefulness and carelessness had never been expressed to me. You changed my view on sensual attraction and selfless affection. You've changed the way I view you. You're something else, you know?

And I love you.

The world

is yours.

Take it,

dominate it.

Carve your

perfect world.

And may you,

live forever.

No time

for animals.

Humans,

give up on

humanity.

The beasts we become,

to survive.

Right or wrong,

it never matters.

Live or die,

It's in your hands.

Win at

all cost.

Sitting

in silence.

Camouflage I paint,

etching the

colour of death.

My mind

screams,

"Death to my enemies."