I am a Bird

AS i am so are you just astrological sign
i’m destructive inside hearts
you are a twisted pair of lips all inside we sing melancholy
songs toward heaven

I have no complaints. Well, i am no one
and you are spelled:

“Sweet Dark Orchid”

I gave my heart /// you buried me in Soul with deep sigh
I spat inside your eye

With words unspoken, a cosmic dance,
Two souls entwined, taking a chance.
A tapestry woven, celestial thread,
Through highs and lows, where emotions tread.

In constellations, our stories align,
The zodiac’s wisdom, a map divine.
Yet deeper still, our essence yearns,
To grasp the meaning of each twist and turn.

Destruction blooms within my core,
An unseen tempest, an endless roar.
And you, the enigma, twisted lips,
Concealing secrets in cryptic quips.

Yet side by side, we bear the weight,
Of melancholy’s haunting state.
Our hearts’ laments toward heavens soar,
Seeking solace forevermore.

I voice no grievance, no bitter word,
For in this cosmic play, I’m just a bird.
A nameless soul, lost in the sea,
While you’re a vision, a “Sweet Dark Orchid,” free.

I surrendered my heart, you dug a grave,
In the garden of souls, where memories pave.
I spat my defiance, a rebellious cry,
A maelstrom of emotions, painting the sky.

Let stars cascade like tears of fire,
A symphony of dreams and desire.
Two spirits bound, yet never the same,
In this celestial waltz, we etch our name.

So onward we journey, in realms untamed,
Where love and chaos, like shadows, are framed.
As I am, so are you, intertwined,
In this cosmic tapestry, forever defined.

:: 08.14.2023 ::