Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go

I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time

Why do we love sunsets? Distinguishing fascination What other species Must stop and stare A romantic couple

I spend all my time Fighting with you In my head If we fought At least it would be

My objective is selfish Not to share or be heard To get it out and move on No one seems to hear my pain No one seems to feel my pain

I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes

I had it all In my head And then I said Words I do not know which ones

Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh

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

Nothing makes people flee Like reading them poetry They value it in theory But please don’t make them read Surprise me with your verse