(2014)
A healthy pancreas Is like a transmission Seamlessly shifting gears In type 2 diabetics Wear and tear
I’m watching a woman in a bikini In great shape with a swollen bell… Play with her puppy named Gatsby A Hispanic family comes The little girl dips her feet in
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
By nature high-strung But I thought I was strong If not physically, emotionally For things to roll off my back Be mature and take the high road
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see
Hillary’s beautiful Rose Bumpy’s favorite princess My mini-me, my little lion Cute button nose Framed by red hair
I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
If you find someone That can do it Better than you Get them on your team
How do you describe A man so dramatic? You can recognize him From afar with his hat Always the gentleman
Dime ¿Qué es su lengua materna? Ni inglés Ni español Sus padres no hablan inglés
Water Beach pools and fountains Rivers creeks and waterfalls The sound The feel Floating Weightless
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
I can feel it coming Decisions I can’t make Brain starts to freeze Fingers won’t work Sick of this disease