I shall not walk under ladders, for fortune fails to favour me
and I fear that fates fickle fingertips will push me too far,
throwing me into a whirlwind of misery -
a place I cannot breathe.
I know little about the aspects of nature,
though I try my best to paint beauty on my lips
when I say his name to the world.
I never used to understand dreamers, I thought them foolish
with their half hearted wishes and out of body life approach -
though I admit I was wrong, there is beauty in both seashells and spacewalks,
if you look hard enough you can do both
in your own place of comfort, in your very soul.
He showed me that and more, though I fear I become cliched
and therefore I hold my tongue and allow others voices to flicker
and tempt my words to come alive in lucid verse.
I do my best to live and love, but I need not try hard
for his kiss taught me all I ever needed to know about heaven.
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