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 Apr 2016 Bre Woeller
Star Gazer
Love is
Holding hands
On green pastures
As your feet
Meets
The blades of grass
Tickling
Right to your heart.

Love is
Running on the sand
Towards the clear blue
Waters
That keep both your
Soul
As fluid as the waves.

Love is
Kisses in the morning
Followed
By endless smiles
As
The two stare into
Each
Other's eyes.

You know what's good
About love?
Love is chaotic
Love is not cemented
Love is different
For each different people
And
Love will unite two
People who feel love
The same way.
Whether it'll be at
An art gallery
At an orchestra
At a concert
Or even in a house.

My love
Is someone who
Will skydive with me
Staring into my eyes
And as we land
They ask me
'You're ok right?',
And we kiss
As I interrupt
The kiss with a joke
(if I knew I'd get a kiss
I'd drop you from a plane
More often

Or some
Other method,
Just to see her smile)
So we both
Laugh while looking
At each other.
Then again
I haven't found my
True definition
Of love as yet,
It could be as simple
As writing a poem
Together
Or reciting a poem
To each other
Or the simplistic
Idea of just giving
Feedback to a poem.
Love strikes like
A misdirected
Arrow,
For love is chaotic
But beautiful.
I love you.
 Apr 2016 Bre Woeller
S S
Makeup caked face cover scars rotting with regret
Scarlet lips purse, forever frozen in a pouted grin
Always for the audience, always the next show
For the crowd to keep cheering, new tricks in store.

Heart laden with dreams unlived, a life unloved
Body twisting at whims of the gaping throng
Underneath cries a lost soul, begs to be set free
Forever stuck in clumsy shoes, dancing for money.

Removing blond wig, at blessed end of last hour
Shredded dignity held together by the will to go on
Smiling front cascades away and slips down
Such is the story of the sad party clown
Dressed to please
 Apr 2016 Bre Woeller
Polar
Traces
 Apr 2016 Bre Woeller
Polar
On frosted nights

Your breath is on my window,

But you won't stay though.

On frosted nights

Your breath is on my window

But you won't stay though

And I won't see you go.

On frosted nights

Your breath is on my window

But you won't stay though

And I never see you go.
In escapist worlds of paper and light- it doesn’t matter which,
I can’t help but travel to the end, so invested I become.

I was trapped.
I’ll be trapped again and
I still don’t know how to fight.
I lost sight of the girl I want to be- here, in this world.

I mourn that sin.

I just want to be.

I wanted to go out and feel the way the wind rushed past,
I wanted to get done what needed to be done,
I wanted share my love.
We’re too impermanent to draw our focus from these things.

But I did.

I got trapped

In once upon a time.
For Netflix, my eternal enemy.
 Apr 2016 Bre Woeller
Star Gazer
YOU
Make me
Smile
In a way
That
Even
The Joker
Would
Be jealous
of
My
Permanent
Smile.

YOU
Are
Beyond
Any
Words that
I
Could
Write.

YOU
Are
A blue
Sky
After
A heavy
Storm
but
YOU
Are
Also
The
Warm Sun
Exuding
Heat.

YOU**
Are
Indescribable
&
Indescribably
Beautiful.
 Apr 2016 Bre Woeller
Star Gazer
My regret
Is that I didn't ingest the pills for you
My regret
Is that I didn't lend my wrist to be cut
My regret
Is that I didn't suffer the insults instead
My regret
Is that I didn't bear the depression for you

But my greatest regret
Is not being there for you when you needed me.
 Apr 2016 Bre Woeller
Bailey
As I get more sleepy,
I try my hardest to let my thoughts float
above the merciless waves that are my mind,
so that I may get
the tiny nightmares
instead of the big ones.
 Apr 2016 Bre Woeller
Bailey
Hi, how are you?
They ask while
Passing by in the halls

If you really wanted to know
I think to myself
You would have made time for my answer

But instead
They ask quickly
As if to say:
" I am a well-bred person

asking you how you are
making you rush through your brain
for an answer
only to let out
an okay
or fine "

What will it take
For people to stop
Being
Fake
Polite
?
If you don't have time to hear an adequate answer, don't ask.
 Apr 2016 Bre Woeller
Star Gazer
You are the sunshine that seeps through drawn curtains
A bright warm sensation that creates clarity of the uncertain
You make me smile in ways I never knew I could smile
And although we have only known each other awhile
You are a breeze of cold wind on a burning summers day
With each breath of word echoes an elimination of dismay
So to think I would be so lucky to have ever met you
And diverged from black and white to different hues.

I have never met anyone as amazing and as beautiful as you,
anyone as smart, as talented, as comforting and as kind as you.
~Dedicated to someone who recently entered into my life and has made me much happier.
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