Love be damned.

And so I prepare myself for the giving up on dreams

On fairytales

This silence stirs my doubts and fears

Is this love simply a fable

That one day will be told

To keep the young and in love wary

Of promises seemingly never kept

Of love eternal

Being something akin to damnation

Rather than something beautiful and divine

Lightning Kiss

The lightning strike

A kiss from God

Given to the now burnt ashen tree

The rain pours down

A torrent

The clouds darken the sky

Masquerading as night

The sun nowhere to be seen

No light passing through

One must remind oneself

Of the promise of future rainbows

This is when I discover God

Most clearly

In moments like these

And I hold my hand out

Hoping to catch that lightning kiss

And know all that is and was

Light.