hurricanes are made of love
 

pallid skies and crystal blue eyes
i have never seen a world so blue
and it is all
in your eyes
you speak words of flowers
and any kind of beauty in the 
form of melodies
even though your intention
is not as pure as it seems to be
stars exploded in my body
and it felt like i was whole for another moment
for butterflies are an understatement
as they are ephemeral beings
as i wish
and wish
and hope 
that it will las-
ah, there you are
she just fell for you
i feel
nothing
the stars exploded
but it hurt 
like it never did
and the butterflies
are dead
and i wonder
if i am
too