Fairy Tales in the Night

If a poem hasn’t ripped apart your soul; you haven’t experienced poetry.

She kissed demons and slept with ghosts because living with the dead felt more like home.

But if there is one thing that I’m guilty of, it’s loving and giving when you take too much.

She was the moon, it’s a shame you didn’t appreciate the night, but I stayed awake to witness what you chose to ignore. I found beauty in her darkness…

There’s always a lot of magic, but our way of seeing is very small and we mostly just call it Nature. Why, we are not at all surprised that we can pick an apple in the autumn that was a pink flower in the spring. That’s natural magic and we don’t really notice it.

You deserve to be loved the right way, and for all the right reasons.