a throwback to my boyfriend’s birthday:

The smell of your cologne
Or the morning on your breath
The scent of the unknown
And the air behind your path
Is this what heaven smells like?

The taste of your lips
And of when we wine and dine
The sensation on my tongue
When yours touches mine
Is this what heaven tastes like?

The look on your face
It makes my heart stop
It’s so surreal, how wondrous you are
Yet so real my dream can pop
Is this what heaven looks like?

The warmth of your hand
When it locks in mine
The pain that feels so good
Makes me know everything is fine
Is this what heaven feels like?

Today you turn twenty-one
And I wish you all the joy
You made me know heaven
And I wish you’d know too, boy

— J.M. 💕(2018)


Choose Your Hero

You painted me a twilight sky
Of shades of gold and candlelight
Then my senses came alive

In unknowing how lost I was
You looked in shining armour,
A knight clad in silver and gold

All the voices in my head
They told me, “Choose your hero”
“How?” I asked back, “I do not know”

They said a hero is one who saves me
In mind, in body, in spirit and in love
A sign of peace, a white dove

I nodded once, and once again
“Now, choose your hero.”
And in this moment, I choose you.

— J.M. (2018)

finding love

we all want love
we all want to find love
to love, and to be loved

we go through the climb
and then the fall
meeting new people and learning them all

then one of two things happen:
we fall in love
or we grow bored

if you fall in love
then good for you
you are at your best when you are in love
but you have much to lose

you should tell them
so you can breathe
i know how suffocating
it is underneath

if you grow bored
then too bad for you
but you are not at wrong nor at fault
unless you know that it’s true

you should tell them
so you can leave
don’t twist the truth
even if they’d believe

we all want love
we all want to find love
and if we don’t find it here
well… you tell me

— J.M. (2018)

Too Soon

Is it too soon
To tell myself no
For walking down a haunted path
With ghosts creeping from the aftermath

Is it too soon
To tell myself yes
For choosing life over death
By stealing it from a stolen breath

Is it too soon
To tell myself to decide
To start counting my days one by one
To stay and fight for the long run

It is too soon
Isn’t it?

— J.M. (2017)



In the dark of night,
Beside my bed a flash of light,
That turned out to be a star,
One of many more.

The stars shone in the trees,
Dancing in between the leaves.
Forming constellations,
And predicting our future.

Darkness sank into the depths,
As the elusive stars dot the lake.
A head, a shoulder,
A breath, a sigh.

From jazz to dance,
A midsummer night’s​ romance,
We traversed the city on borrowed time,
Always afraid of losing to chance.


On the great canvas gifted to you,
You painted the galaxies,
In all shades but blue.

And then we danced on its arms,
Always careful, never fearful
In knowing there will be no harm.

The loss of silver,
The shimmer of gold,
In there you’ll keep the stories I’ve told.

As the sun shines as a star,
And the stars make up a galaxy,
That is how you had always made me.


A spaceman floating in the void,
Alone with no spirit,
He looks around and what he sees
Is a sea of darkness with no end

The spaceman thinks this is the end,
But remembers right before the attempt,
That the universe is not so empty,
But filled with all the stars and galaxies.

Then he sees it all at once,
The tiny sparks of light
Flickering all the way up, down,
And too, all around.

He sees the stars,
The ones he saw from home.
He sees the galaxies,
The ones he’d always dreamt.

Then he remembers,
That he’s not alone.
This universe may be big,
But love is bigger.


I can live, without any regret,
And be eternally grateful to whom I’ve met.
For what you have given me;
A past, a present, a future.

An entire lifetime,
From birth to death
We had no time,
Yet we had all of time.

What you thought in months,
I thought as eternity.
Between one and the other,
Is just infinity.

— J.M. (2017)


My eyes are closed
And I don’t see as I used to see
It feels like I’m wandering
In darkness like an endless sea

Yet there are flashes of light
As I silently pray
Your flame rekindled my faith
But for what, I’m not sure what to say

The words echo in the walls of my mind
For safety, for security
For travels and returns
For goodwill, for comfort
For assurance and reassurance
For you and I

— J.M. (2017)