When we are young we strive to be cool with our clothes and the way we move and our friends with swag as adults though our friends be co…
If I could draw a tree In all it’s complexity Would you be impressed? If I could draw a human face It would be but a trace
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste
To be genius means To not follow the rules You don’t have to I wish to be smart But not self-important
Stubbed toe Red light Ugly words Ugly mouth To shock
Beside you I am At peace Our love A connection
Some I like to share Fresh out of the oven Don’t let it get cold That’s why I wrote it Emotions in that moment
I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized
If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man
Why can’t I choose to be somewhere in the middle? Surrounded by extremes Measure everything With a grain of salt
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’ve known Deep inside All along My value That I matter
Why do we love sunsets? Distinguishing fascination What other species Must stop and stare A romantic couple
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go
Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly
