Have you ever longed for her,
                On nights that go on and on;
                for now, her face is all a blur,
                like a memory kept too long

Have you ever loved a rose,
               and bled against her thorns;
               and swear each night to let her go,
               then love her more by dawn.


                                                       - Lang Leav


....

The crumbs you threw,
will make me ill- 
yet they are all,
I have of you. 

The banquet done, 
for all but one, 
as the crumbs
grow fewer and few. 

My love will flow
on and on,
while slowly I am
starved of you. 

- Lang Leav

.........

A Stranger

There is a love I reminisce,
Like a seed
I've never sown.

Or lips that im yet to kiss,
and eyes
not met my own.

Hands that wrap around my wrists,
and arms
that feel like home.

I wonder how it is I miss,
these things
I've never known.

- Lang Leav
......




Immovable and Steadfast
-Spring