let it happen

i will look

into the eyes

of those who love me

most and

find my favourite

jewellery.

i’ll wear my love

like i wear my rings,

and hold my

affection

in my fingertips.

the snow visits me again,

and i think endlessly of the footprints

left on my heart.

everything i am is a testament

to everything i always have been,

and a prayer

to everything i could have been.

i paint a new

self portrait everyday,

moving silently to music

and bathed in moonshine.

the moonlight filters

into my skin

and i hold hands with

it as i walk the hallways

of my mind.

nothing is as poetic as i want it to

be,

but i find words still coming to me,

as i lounge

in the back of classroom

and stretch against the radiator.

nothing is poetic like

i am.

there are riddles in languages

my mind does not know,

yet my soul is fluent

in the sunshine.

let it happen,

let every tragedy and twist

and painful

ecstasy erase

any doubt of what i am.

let it happen;

; find breath find balance.

i promise natasha,

your growth will never be over.

you are the prettiest flower

i have ever seen;

blossoms and petals

follow you in a haze of beauty.

you deserve the love that you

are.

let the water flow

and find breath therein.