I give you rides in the winter,
When it's too cold to walk,
My mom is always saying how cute your clothes are.

My Grandma wants to meet you,
The girl that makes me so happy,
Does that mean they'd except you as a member of our family?

Romeo and Juliet were wed,
But they didn't make it very far,
Let's be married by the river,
I'm sure we'll last longer.

The poems.
The old, brown notebook,
Filled with all of my secrets,
Big and small,
Coded into poetry.

In every class, there's a circle,
In every circle, another one unfolds,
And within that one, yet another is told.

Sometimes, you'll feel the sting of being left behind,
But that's life revealing its true design-
An evolving puzzle, where pieces shift and align.

Embrace the change, and don't be defined
By the circles that exclude, or the ones that shine.
For even the brightest rings may dim,
And even the tightest knots unravel at the whim

Forge your own shape, let your own lines be drawn,
For every circle fades, but you will move on.
Some loops return, some break apart,
Yet you remain-whole in heart.

I used to dream

about myself in the future.

I wanted to do so many things-

art,

music,

acting,

design,

teaching-

But now that I'm older,

all these dreams

shatter

like glass,

drifting away like

a feather

lost in a black tide.

And all I can do is

close my eyes

and let them fall

into the

void of my heart.

Once you drew me naked,
And I did not recognize the man,
A stranger in my skin,
I couldn’t trace where I began.

We kissed in the dark of winter,
In the cold of the snow.
I swore to you in it's falling,
My heart fit well in yours.
But now that spring begins to shine through,
I'll renew my promise to you.