The desire to reach out and touch you
To hold you against my heart
It overwhelms me so that I dream
And see you once again
Your name is clear in view
I scant know how to react
Why can’t my heart ignore this
And listen to my head when I say
It isn’t her, leave her there where she is
Are you Sora? No Sora is the moon
Sora is the pull of my raging sea
The ebb and flow of the tides
The muse of every single dream
Yet, are you Anika Sora who I once
Called Lady Aniya oh I already know
It can’t be because she’s tied up
To another broken hopeless dream
And that bitter love doesn’t involve me
Yet I dream I’m looking at my phone
To see a message on my Facebook
From her, a light in my dark dreams
Sweet Hoa, the blossom, and I stared at her
Profile, a face I’d known yet never will see
Outside my dreams, I sigh, no it won’t be
I shan’ t chase a star when the universe calls
Besides I can’t ask a stranger to love me
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Thin Line
I walk a thin line posting this
my heart aches an anxiety but my soul
Would scold me if I hid my poetry
How I fear her breaking every time
We speak of these troubled rhymes
I’ve cried so oft in discussion
with aching heart and weighted soul
I dream yet I fear to confuse more
Alas here is my heart in bitter dreams outpour
I won’t suppress my feelings when this is my abode
The Shade of Writing 