redemption

if i could collect all the sand

from this beach and place it in your hand,

every grain would find its way

into your palms and heart and stay

there for a period of time so excessive.

don't blame a grain if it gets too obsessive.

- - -

a shadow emerges emphasizing beauty,

evoking a sense of artistic duty.

i feel obliged to show my feels,

for we are food for our meals.

a gift on canvas slits my heart,

making some blood ooze onto my art.

the richness of the red color vibrance

emphasizes this romantic alliance.

fiery

accused of felonies,

innocent she is. -

nothing illegal,

except for true bliss.

betrayal embodied

by future parents

extinguishes fires,

evoking interference.

involving oneself

in happy occasions

apparently leads to

a plethora of accusations.

weeping sounds

in fonts so distant,

eased by love

within an instant,

hold a wide

array of longing

for acceptance

upon morning.

a small dose

you erect your thoughts on paper,

protecting that which happened later -

that word is overused.

time; a concept so misused

by addicts hooked on serotonin -

the external manifestation that keeps controlling

every move you make,

each one getting more and more fake.

a small dose however, can heal scars,

drifting away eternally like the stars

which we gaze upon with each glance

in the direction of the moon and its dance.