I can feel your touch,
the sweet embraces,
and the beating of your heart.
you're not reaLly there
it's simply a ghOstly imprint
haunting me while we're liVing
apart, alone, singly, separeatEly
You're back home.
schOol has me here
jUst waiting to see you again.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Friday, August 27, 2010
i less than 3 u
when you grab my hand,
you've got a hold on my heart.
I want to share my world with you,
every little part.
the butterflies in my stomach
never go away
and when you come to visit me
I always want you to stay
I'd give my heart away to you,
over and over, every time,
because you really are "the best
thing that's ever been mine"
you've got a hold on my heart.
I want to share my world with you,
every little part.
the butterflies in my stomach
never go away
and when you come to visit me
I always want you to stay
I'd give my heart away to you,
over and over, every time,
because you really are "the best
thing that's ever been mine"
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
titleless
My guiding light,
a loving friend,
a patient lover,
quietly waiting
for me to come home
Nothing's impossible when I'm with you
as we explore the world
and life together
seeking adventure and danger
in a cautious world
a loving friend,
a patient lover,
quietly waiting
for me to come home
Nothing's impossible when I'm with you
as we explore the world
and life together
seeking adventure and danger
in a cautious world
Sunday, August 22, 2010
You.
You have so many little quirks.
They define you,
make you who you are.
It's these little things
that drive me crazy,
make me love you.
Your steadfast love of the Brown
Your retainer,
impeding your desire to eat freely,
Your obsession with T Swift.
Your incredible imagination.
How you're always cold.
The things that you do.
The way you make me laugh,
all the time.
The way you move my hair
out of my face,
just to have to fall back.
The way you wrap your
arms around me.
My heart skips a beat every time.
I love when your fingers
are between mine...
the way you can just smile
and melt my heart.
To put it simply,
I love you.
They define you,
make you who you are.
It's these little things
that drive me crazy,
make me love you.
Your steadfast love of the Brown
Your retainer,
impeding your desire to eat freely,
Your obsession with T Swift.
Your incredible imagination.
How you're always cold.
The things that you do.
The way you make me laugh,
all the time.
The way you move my hair
out of my face,
just to have to fall back.
The way you wrap your
arms around me.
My heart skips a beat every time.
I love when your fingers
are between mine...
the way you can just smile
and melt my heart.
To put it simply,
I love you.
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Dedicated to a Friend.
From car rides full of laughter,
a friendship grew.
Strong and trusting,
allowing for many truths.
Unwittingly allowing for...
No, no confessions here.
Not today..
This ones' for you, about you.
You're witty, and charming,
a great friend to have.
Time passed, and memories made,
conversations had..
many amazing and deep,
many light and comical,
some quite sad but necessary.
So much to say, but how to keep it short.
A haiku for you!
You are amazing,
just as you are, yes, just you,
my dearest friend, Chris.
a friendship grew.
Strong and trusting,
allowing for many truths.
Unwittingly allowing for...
No, no confessions here.
Not today..
This ones' for you, about you.
You're witty, and charming,
a great friend to have.
Time passed, and memories made,
conversations had..
many amazing and deep,
many light and comical,
some quite sad but necessary.
So much to say, but how to keep it short.
A haiku for you!
You are amazing,
just as you are, yes, just you,
my dearest friend, Chris.
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Frustrating Love; Loving Frustrations
Loving you is very frustrating for me... mostly because I love you but you frustrate me..
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Wanted: Stability
all i want is some stability
in family, in friends,
some consistency of wellness
tired of always being let down,
lost,
and pushed to the side
it amazes me how much theatre mirrors life, scenes changing, sometimes mistakes happen, people always entering and exiting...
in family, in friends,
some consistency of wellness
tired of always being let down,
lost,
and pushed to the side
it amazes me how much theatre mirrors life, scenes changing, sometimes mistakes happen, people always entering and exiting...
Monday, June 7, 2010
Haiku Poem.
tired of trying
impossible to love you
you make it that way
want to feel your touch
want to make you understand
want to make you mine
hope, pain, desire
floating in my heart and soul
you are standing there
you do not see me
standing here, waiting, hoping,
aching for your love.
impossible to love you
you make it that way
want to feel your touch
want to make you understand
want to make you mine
hope, pain, desire
floating in my heart and soul
you are standing there
you do not see me
standing here, waiting, hoping,
aching for your love.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Trains
I can hear the train
whistling
in the near distance
(as it dashes by)
signaling only to the moon.
It passes fast,
as does life.
Gliding smoothly on its tracks
passing much
stopping some.
Elegant and strong,
but so easily derailed
so easily disturbed
by disaster,
by death.
whistling
in the near distance
(as it dashes by)
signaling only to the moon.
It passes fast,
as does life.
Gliding smoothly on its tracks
passing much
stopping some.
Elegant and strong,
but so easily derailed
so easily disturbed
by disaster,
by death.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Wonderland
As music softly plays,
I nod off.
Through the rabbit hole I go,
unwilling to stay awake.
Tea parties and unbirthday cake,
singing flowers and smoking catepillars,
an evil queen who wears a heart
but has none.
"Off with her head!"
This dream has become a nightmare.
Cymbal CRASH!
Back in the world of men,
groggy eyes
longing to drift back off.
I check the time.
Oh dear! I'm Late!
I nod off.
Through the rabbit hole I go,
unwilling to stay awake.
Tea parties and unbirthday cake,
singing flowers and smoking catepillars,
an evil queen who wears a heart
but has none.
"Off with her head!"
This dream has become a nightmare.
Cymbal CRASH!
Back in the world of men,
groggy eyes
longing to drift back off.
I check the time.
Oh dear! I'm Late!
Friday, January 29, 2010
An Attempt at Haiku
Round and full of light
a zealous eye in the sky
the moon stares me down
Waltzing gracefully
prince charming for a partner
'Twas merely a dream
We have a large box
full of such things as rainbows.
Imagination
Bitter winds blow past
Hair covers my face and eyes
Thoughts do not need sight
Daytime river walk
Bare feet in the clear water
Look! There goes a fish!
Comfort in a hug
Assurance in the silence
Contentment with you
Contours below me
Circular shapes above me
God's beautiful art
It's an addiction
once you start there's no stopping
Haikus take over
Magnificent orbs
burning throughout the day but
staining the night sky
A flower in rain
lovers grow by suffering
blooming together
a zealous eye in the sky
the moon stares me down
Waltzing gracefully
prince charming for a partner
'Twas merely a dream
We have a large box
full of such things as rainbows.
Imagination
Bitter winds blow past
Hair covers my face and eyes
Thoughts do not need sight
Daytime river walk
Bare feet in the clear water
Look! There goes a fish!
Comfort in a hug
Assurance in the silence
Contentment with you
Contours below me
Circular shapes above me
God's beautiful art
It's an addiction
once you start there's no stopping
Haikus take over
Magnificent orbs
burning throughout the day but
staining the night sky
A flower in rain
lovers grow by suffering
blooming together
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