The flower and the weed

I look for you among the meandering crowd

Among the nameless, faceless, directionless flood

Yet you are not there, then again why would you be?

A precious flower would not dwell with weeds

But here I am within that same crowd

Dare to dream that I'm worthy of your love

Wondering how I could escape this hold

This mindset of mediocre goals

So I look for you on some lonely path

Knowing that they're yours to chart

Moving  away from the maddening crowd

The silence of our ignorance so astonishingly loud

I  look for you but you're not there

How can my Princess just disappear?

Why can't I find you, the one whom I seek?

Why do you elude me like a restful night' sleep?

But you have seen me from a far way off

You silently watch me navigate the crowd

As I struggled to escape the all consuming flood

As I call out to you not knowing where to turn

Then after all is said and done

Reality has rocked the foundation of love

How could the universe allow this travesty

Where a flower would actually love a weed

For The Princess Surreal

In the dead of the night when the monsters are asleep 

When the dew drops on the roof seem muffled and weak 

When the night insects around me silence themselves 

And the coldness engulfs me casting its spell

I lay prostrate in the darkness mimicking the night 

A calmness on the outside but a cold turmoil inside 

I want to gaze upon your angelic face 

And kiss your lips full of wonders and grace

My mind is tormented because you are not here 

The dreams have departed and now my soul is laid bare 

I call out to you hoping the dreams would reappear 

I need you within me I need you like air