Beloved Raven

Beloved Raven, curled in obsidian night,
how might I describe mine heart's delight?
In Creationism, God buried a single diamond
and concealed its luster beneath sands of a thousand,
where solitude's dismay blemished memories untold
as Fool's eyes remain blind betwixt ignorance's fold.
Alas, having searched years in hopeless dream,
scarred fingertips unearthed a resplendent gleam;
there you stood, clad in loose shadows, lips sealed,
though silence louder than words all revealed.
At first sight, strangers lingered by fate's reckoning.
At first touch, strangers remembered demons softening.
Here, now, two souls entwine in heavenly devotion,
like seraphic vines surfacing this dark world-ocean.
How far might we fly before barricades rise?
If the wind is unforgiving, shall we unravel our ties?
Allow such fears to pass, of loneliness, of loss,
as it was not coincidence that led our paths to cross,
but divine compassion and answers from prayer.
Two bright pearls in one oyster is remarkably rare.
Should tempests churn bitterly with sadness severe,
rest assured arms shall hold and amity wipe your tear.
Should your wings feel weak and time flows slow,
may these hands lift your soul and tranquility bestow,
while, fastening curtains, shall I guard your sleep through.
What blessed happiness it is being near you.
Beloved Raven, if stars shatter and universes collide,
in heart's delight shall Lenore perch forevermore by your side.

Star-crossed Lovers

The story goes that there were only ever
two true stars. One represented kindness
and the other sincerity. Together, they made
the most beautiful light anyone had seen
since the beginning of time. Then one day,
they disappeared.  The sky fell into utter
darkness and the King of Heaven had to
create new ones, but none were nearly
as bright or enchanting. Millenniums
passed and people grew tired of searching
for the lost celestial gleams. In fact,
many had forgotten their existence with
only the universe to remember the
mislaying. Years later, on an unexpected
day, a girl who had been voiceless since birth
suddenly found herself calling a name she
had never known before. To her surprise,
a boy lingering in the same room met
her gaze questioningly. The girl
smiled, leaned closer, and whispered
in his ear, "Has any ever told you
that your eyes are like the stars?"

The boy just smiled. He stared back
and said, "I would need my eyes to be stars.
The galaxies upon galaxies of energy are
all working overtime to try to help
me comprehend how God could make
someone as beautiful as you. Each
individual star in my eye made by looking
at you is just another individual reason
for me to hold you in my heart."
And after this,
she realized that every second of every
day her beauty radiating off of her
was responsible for each and every star
in the universe. Since the boy's eyes
are merely a reflection of light to
what he sees, and all he saw…
was her.

Jade

Titanium rims encompass sadness;
troubled, distant, too far for me to reach—
yet you touched me with imprints of madness,
right here, right there, where sore mouths find no speech.
Deep in saline waters, swimming adrift,
I can hear you; I can feel you tremble
in lonesome truths, abandoned by time-shift.
Fairytales waltz—who do you resemble?
Between Hatter and Alice, was there love?
If only your thoughts were louder than sighs,
then perhaps the reticent God above
would unveil your oscillating disguise.
Tossed aside, like an empty memory—
though, near phantom walls, I bear you closely.