- Celestial Proposal
- Savior
- My Dreamscape
- Rockabye
- Our Symphony
- Snowflakes
- 100 years
- Empty Eyes
- Will You?
- Cry Baby
- Future
- Snow Angels
- The Perfect Gift
- You
- History Hates Lovers
- 24
- Emotions In A Bottle
- His Hair
- Back To Friends
- Undress
- My Blue
- For The Love Of My Dreams
- Exhaustion
- Christmas Eve
- Sippy Cup
- Celestial Time
- Time
- Butterfly Dream
- Feed Us Your Girls
- Two Birds On A Wire
- True Love’s Kiss
- 2006
- As The World Caves In
- Memorial
- Ghost Bride
- Morning Coffee
- Imperfections
- Immortal Love
- His Voice
- His Smile
- Brown Eyes
- God
- Romantic Struggles
- Owls
- Forbidden Love
- Spiderwebs And Beauty
- The Villain
- Cactus
- The Collar
- Let The World Burn
- His Name Was Death
- Do You Know Where Fairies Live
- Reason
- Reson
- Changes
- Candy Hearts & Paper Flowers
- Fear
- Cupcakes
- Fallen Angel
- Ballad Of The Angel
- Afterlife
- His Gaze
- Painting Dream
- Water Fountain
- Fictional Men
- Gingerbread Man
- Space Encounter
- Any Weather
- Roses
- Problems
- Graduation
- His Blue Eyes
- Types Of Music
- The Glowing Moon
- The Glowing Moon
- The Glowing Sun
- The Eclipse
- Playing The Guitar
- Fish Frenzy
- Climbing
- Float Astray
- Colors
- Paths
- Feeling Better
- Handmade Gift
- A Work Of Art
- Empty Promises
- Hope
- Song
- Her Bridge
- Vision
- Bath
- What Makes You Beautiful
- Ballroom
- Kindness Of Objects
- Alphabet Boy
- The Devil
- The Devil
- Yellow Rose
- Gifting
- Where The Crawdads Sing
- Caraval
- The Phantom
- Isolation
- Musical Notes
- I Send My Therapist To Therapy
- Nostalgia
- Painted World
- Flood
- Love
- When We Grow Older
- The Siren
- Moonlight Glow
His hair is charcoal,pitch black.
His hair is shiny and not matte.
They say if you look upclose.
You’ll find the sparkling galaxy.
Above with the suns,stars and planets.
I know that in his hair landscape is also a moon.
That glows brightly and won’t stop anytime soon.
His hair is like the galaxy beyond our reach.
It is pitch black and not peach.
Maybe his eyes are also a part of that galaxy.
With his brown planets,and chocolate fountains.
That twinkle in his hair of a galaxy.
Stars twinkle,and fairy dust sprinkle.
They all show if you look upclose at his hair.
I know the whole galaxy is there.
Maybe it represents shadows on a dark night.
Walking around,feeling fright.
But those shadows are not hostile.
No,they comfort you nice and well.
They hide among his hair and personality.
Like a dark veil.
They sing you lullabies to sleep.
Laying down as you watch the stars twinkle.
Because his hair is not just ordinary hair.
It’s magical,mythical.
A galaxy so fair.
Maybe among it is hidden bits of purple to blue hue.
Like all galaxies do.
And sometimes,I can’t help but wonder.
What are we?
My thoughts ponder.
Because you say we are just friends.
Sure,we made amends.
But friends do not know how you taste.
Whether lemon tart or toothpaste.
Oh darling,I love you so.
And if you ask me for my heart,there is no way I will say no.
I will stay longer the brighter we glow.
A sun and a moon.
And maybe,my hair is also a galaxy.
Even if a dark brown.
A chocolate galaxy anytime you frown.
If you ever give it a chance.
I know there will be something stronger between us.
I wish you well.
Whether we meet in afterlife or a white veil.
I write those words for you to smile.
We have known eachother for a while.
Anytime I see you smile.
The sunshine inside me also smile.
