Elaborate mazes Of conjured phrases Tickle the ear Of literary peers But don’t read the type
She is the one I call my life And nothing like Her sweet and spice So if you want
Mostly I want To be myself Something special To someone else
The only difference Between enlightenment and ignoranc… Is seeing your own magnificence
Treat yourself Like you wish others Would treat you
Somehow when I write It comes out in time Words seem to flow out In a catchy rhyme Things just sorta happen
I knew I loved you When I looked in your eyes Recollection of places Not seen in a while Bright, sunny, and free
My soul knew that I can’t accept A fucked up view or perspective So threw me to the darkest pit To let my love be beacon lit
You have an ideal That I will never fulfill So I have to peel
I feel like I could be the swan That you have set your sights upon I’ll give my all to reach the Sun And won’t stop ‘til our hearts are…
I write You read I talk You listen I huff
Told you that we’d last forever Told you that we’d always be Told you we could count on never How could I be so naive Only those that want a tether
Ever been great at Balance? Then you understand Why I tip my scales.
Powdered salt snowflakes Dusted on stubborn dead leaves Life’s perfect white noise
snow rains and flushes mental cocaines