I look at you and I know love.
I look away and I know nothing.

To kiss
you
in places
the sun
never touches.

you can't
have too much
of anything or
you will ruin
it.

if you want to
keep things beautiful and poignant
you must find the time
to miss them.

Does it make us weak
or rather just human
that we run away
from the things we
love the most the
moment they
begin
to hurt us?

愿每颗有爱的心终究不会破碎。

Poems: Christopher Poindexter
Music: In a Notebook -- Somniscape