Don't you get tired?
Don't you grow sick of doing
      the same thing each day?

I know I do.

I always want to learn,
Always want to explore,
Discovering new things EVERY single day
     instead of just once in a while.

How can people just dig their own graves through monotony?
Let the new seasons kiss my lips,
The new memories expand my understanding of the universe.
May I be ever changing,
But ever present.

Light wakes me,
A quiet reminder of the start of day.
I stretch, look over,
And melt where I lay.

The man beside me,
Still fast asleep,
Who makes my heart ache like no other...

Dreaming peacefully as he nuzzles
Closer to my form,
Settling against me,
Arms strong and warm.

"Maybe a few more minutes,"
I murmur to myself,
Curling into the man I love
And letting out a breath I never knew I held.

Sometimes the best things
Come from nowhere at all,
Rushing in like a summer wind,
Then gone a moment more.

Opportunities strike then fade into the darkness,
Life ever flowing,
Ebbing and changing, never staying the same.

After all, it wouldn't be interesting
If everything stayed the same.

I couldn’t stop staring.
Her gravity pull for me was overbearing.
Looking at her made my eyes go blind,
all I could focus on was the entrance to her beautiful mind.
I know I had to bring her back with me that evening.
Not to sleep with her and leave while she’s dreaming.
I wanted to take her home and discover her story.
Let her scars tell me of all her guts and glory.

The next chapter of her life with me will be mandatory.

I sit with an empty page in front of me
And an even emptier mind.
Frustration boils inside of me
But still no words come...

I let my head fall into my hands.
For what is a writer,
A poet,
Without her words?