24 Poem by Tori Bachue

Oh, my sweet dream
My sweet, sweet rose
That which lays so dearly
There, right in front of me

My agonizing desire - your beauty
ever so astonishing
A perfection like the starlight - oh!
if only I could watch that starlit sky
Together with you, by your side
I know they would fade

Oh you, who wears my name
The sight of you -
heaven could crumble
death could die
If it weren't for this love
I'd swear it were a lie

Like the setting sun -
such a divine
Your mirrors and subtle smile
No way I'll ever get enough

Yet such a forbidden fruit:
as long as I live - I've sworn
You'll never be mine

What lays in your name
nothing more than sweet shivers:
the sheer power of a thousand bolts
could not measure up

My lovely love, my sweetest dream
But perishing, now more than ever
Look:
just a stack of paper, a backpack, a pen
Laid down so carelessly
A whole world of you
I've yet to uncover

The sweetness of honey -
honey as you speak
Your voice,
memory will never fade

How I wish to be yours
How I wish you could be mine
But no -
Destiny's decided a different song

However, this sweet fantasy of mine
Like sunshine breaking through rain
Heaven-sent, if not - better:
sheer perfection, a golden boy
Touch to yearn, love to earn

Run, now
I can't - I won't
Take love - from her
Break up - her world
To live on, to move on
What moves me; it used to be you
Remember that, oh shooting star
Goodbye, angel