His hair is curled at the back of his ball cap
Though he tries to hide his eyes
I can still see the smile contained within them
His eyes are a piercing green
That see right through me
His eyelashes are long and thick
Though I can still see those beautifully pained eyes
He is a walking, aching dream
Just a hand away
Oh, curly haired boy
When will you be mine?
I just want to get my hands tangled up in that hair
To feel the little escaping curls
Trying to come out from under his ball cap
I want to lose myself in those emerald eyes
Worth more than diamonds to me
I want to know every secret that lies behind his heart
I want to know his future
And maybe if I am lucky to be a part of it
Oh, curly haired boy
You will only ever exist in a poem
But in every single poem you are mine
You are just a kiss away
An arm away
A curl away
Oh, curly haired boy.

In this world of romantic dreamers called poets
We shall forever live in a poem
Where words run deep and periods don't exist
I think of you and my heart flutters
You are the most beautiful form of art I have ever written
You are the single rose I need
I am infatuated by the desire of wanting to be in love
We are two love struck teenagers
Watching the stars and whispering about love into the passionate wind
Promising forever against each other's lips
Keeping each other warm in a tight embrace of endearing romance
I dream of you the way one writes to breathe
I dream of you as if you truly were my lover
The more I write the more real we become
The more memories and moments I conjure up
You are simply a dream of my crush
This poem is written for me
There is no us
But I like to dream through string of words and poems
I am a hopeless romantic writing about a boy who will never notice her
But with every poem I write I bring us alive
In a world where no one can find us
This is all but a dream called a poem
Written by romantic dreamers called poets.

She walks in the hallways nothing but couples holding hands and proclaiming their love to one another. She stares at awe, wishing for one day to be married and to never divorce, but the timing is just not right for her. She's a sucker for romance novels, she's loves getting lost in their magic. All her friends are dating now, but she is not ready for commitment. She is not ready for the heartache, or the pain of getting hurt. She pushes everybody away once they start to develop feelings for her. She's afraid of getting hurt, so she must hurt them before they can hurt her. She slowly pushes them away and she slowly creeps into the shadows afraid of being seen by the boys. Oh! But by midnight, she'll be up all night reading some romance novel, but she is not ready and she is content with not being ready. Relationships are normal, they say, relationships are natural, the say, but they will never look within her heart for she will never give herself up like that. She is afraid of men. She is afraid of boys. She is afraid of confiding her love in someone that can leave right before her very eyes. She is not ready for her romance novels to be fake, she still lives in her dreams and in her dreams, no one gets hurt, but this is the real world and she is bound to get hurt. She locks up her heart, only willing to give it to the man who stays to find the key gravely contained within Her soul, way beyond a human's ability. She does not want her imagination on love to be fake. She does not and will not let a boy ruin her expectations on love. She is too young for that. After High School, you'll forget me and I'll forget you. Nothing will work, everything is only temporary. She is not ready for commitment. We are too young to commit ourselves way beyond the next minute. I am not ready. I am afraid of boys. I am afraid of men. I am afraid of getting hurt. I am afraid of commitment. I am afraid of never being loved. I am afraid of being loved. They just don't get it! Men are stronger and more aggressive and just like that, they can make way with you. I am not ready for that. I am not ready for love. I am afraid of being loved. I am simply afraid.

If only God wouldn't of called you home
We'd hear your truck from a mile away
Red Bulls in hand
Ready for a cookout
But we haven't seen you in 3 years
No more coming to the ranch
No more ******
But it's okay we left all the memories there
Along with my dead Grandpa
Who I never knew anything about until after he was 6 feet underground
Mom talks about you a lot but I never knew you
Did you drink to bury all the memories of Vietnam?
Did you smoke to bury the ones that have died?
I will no longer see my uncle
But it's okay
I don't drink Red Bull anymore
Momma and I sat on that couch
Looking out that window
Knowing your tires wouldn't make their mark anymore
I think about you all the time
You were like a father to me
But it's too late for that now
The last memory of us was simple for the little girl that was me
We walked into Walmart
Hand in Hand
I felt like the luckiest niece alive
You bought me a toy robot
And I loved it because it came from you
It may not mean much to others, but they didn't know you
You were the sweetest man I knew
You weren't even a father yet
But I could tell you, you would've been a **** good one
Bye grandpa I will never know
If Only Heaven Wasn't So Far Away
I'd like to get to know you
Rather than the pieces I have pieced of you
Told from many people that knew you
Bye uncle I loved
If Only Heaven Wasn't So Far Away
Then I could stop missing you.

But we are all a little broken
In some way we can never be the same
We are damaged
Never to be repaired
That's the way of life
You can try and fix something
You can say you repaired it
But it will never go back to its original state.

Most people are afraid of not getting married
They are afraid of never being good enough
Of never being accepted
My fear is greater
My fears do not lie in the hands of others
My fears lie heavy on my soul
What if I don't make it?
What if I'm not happy?
What if I'm forced fo have a job I don't love?
I think of my future everyday
Knowing that I could die tonight
I want to write
I love to write
I want to become an author
I want to inspire people with my words
I am afraid
What if it doesn't happen?
What if I die before then, then what?
What will happen to my binder?
I will be another gone dreamer dead.

I'm just trying to teach you what the real world is
Get angry at who ever lied to you
Your heart is too gushy and mushy for this world
You will get crushed
And left at the door to be used as a mat
I have a heart of steel
I am not insensitive to be a ****
But to help and mold you to show you what the real world is like
I'm preparing you
I trick you into falling in love with me
But then I break your heart
To show you that you can't trust anyone
Never be afraid to speak up
I am an insensitive, teasing son of a gun
But I will make your heart as strong as lead
I wil turn you into the strongest bottle of whiskey
And then you will know why I was so insensitive
I will forever be burdened with the thought of losing you
I was your first love and your first heartache
Now you know what I'm really like
My poor dear darling
She was so easy to talk to
She was my best friend
She knew who my dream cowboy was
But now I have to live with the thought that I broke her heart
Hopefully she'll think of me
Even if it is a sad blue song.

You can say you like a person
You could like a person's laugh or smile
But my dear darling
Never say "I love you"
When you do you have enclosed yourself in a glass case full of water
Slowly and painfully losing oxygen
Because one day you'll have to let go
Whether it's a death or a moving on
It doesn't matter if your fingernails are latched on
Because they will eventually break
Never love a person so much
It is unbearable to leave them
You will forever be scarred of the knowledge that you have lost
what you have loved so dearly
Never get too attached.

Fall is here
The leaves start to descend
Others barely hanging on
While the others gave up hope
In a rush of air
The wind came and picked up the fallen leaves
For the wind loved them so
It ached his heart to see them lying lost
So he gave them warmth
I feel the fallen leaves crunching under my feet
Some leaves have gotten left behind
This is what Faith is like
We are all fallen leaves waiting for hope.

I checked my phone
It was from you
My heart races
My blood rushes to my itchy fingers
My body starts violently trembling like a thunderstorm forming in the ocean
I need you
Don't leave me
Is my love for you not enough?
You wrote a suicide note
You were about ready to end it all
I thought about riding my horse on over to your place
Or driving my four wheeler through your window
You can't just leave me
How could you leave me with the burden of it being my fault?
I am too young to have been placed a life in my hands
But I have saved her multiple of times
But what if she would've gone?

The Devil doesn't have horns
The Devil doesn't have one human leg and one cow leg
Like my daddy told me
I have figured it out on my own
I am here to warn you of an old folk talk
Do no evil, hear no evil, see no evil
God made you what you are
Why try to change genders?
God made the animals to hunt and eat
Why become a vegetarian?
Why **** the animals murderousely and lie them out like corpses?
You must eat what you ****
Your body is a temple
Why must you run it with a blade?
Marijuana was once a beautiufl leaf
Told to me from generations
My mother's grandma would tell her stories who then my mom told me
We humans took over this land
That God was more than willing to share
We abused his beautiful leaf
It is not good to be a drunkyard
The devil is always lurking
He is not covered in anything
He is disguised as our guilty pleasures
The blade
The ****
The bottle
What you can't have
It may seem okay to us
But in the end
Whether you believe or chose not to
Know that you will face God
As will as I.

The rain trickles down
Thundering against the tin roof
Coming down in sparks
Cleansing the earth
Watering the very roots
Of the trees that let us live
The rain is pounding
The lightning lights up the night sky
Giving hint to a little light that roars
Why does everyone hate me? it thinks.

I haven't talked to daddy in days
Mommy's fed up
They've been ignoring each other for days
But now I hear them barking
I heard daddy's truck pull in
Heard something smash
The door was kicked down
Here came daddy with a pack of beer
His breath hot of fresh *****
I hear mommy and daddy barking
Things being thrown across the room
Punches being made
Blood dripping on the ground
I try to close my ears
I try to drown out the noise
But it ain't working
I try to keep my mind from running wild
I bury myself in my sheets
But that don't work
Daddy storms out of the house
All drunk and ******
Mommy's crying
Daddy's gone, probably went for more beer
Where is this God you speak of?
I yell for him
But he didn't answer me
I close my eyes
All is quiet in this little house
The tears flooding in
Oh I felt someone with me in that bed
Yeah, I was sleeping with the devil.

Today at work
Someone gave me a honey bun
It was sweet
But not as much as your kisses
It was delicious
But not as much as your tender graze
A million memories of us unfolded
Someone gave me a cup of coffee
I watched the steam rise from the cup
I thought about our souls colliding
Oh, my honey bun.

I reach out and take your hand
I feel like I'm holding the world
We interlock our hands together
We sway back and forth to the music
Our hands have become one
Our hands have molded to fit each other
I lose all feeling of your hand
It has disappeared into mine
I give it a squeeze to make sure it's there
With the interlocking of our hands
Sometimes your hand starts to disappear into mine
It's like that last missing puzzle piece
It fits perfectly that you forget it's there
I love the powerful sensation of interlocking of hands.

You came in from Connecticut
Born in Houston, TX
You are a puzzle that I can't piece together
You don't speak unless spoken too
Everyone is so easy to piece
Then by golly there's you
You drive me crazy
You want to be a Ranger
You gotta fight for Uncle Sam
What are you, boy?

All was silent in that passionate house
The only straining sounds were their hammering hearts
Two lovebirds getting tangled in warming sheets
Their bodies colliding and crashing like the lonely ocean waves
Candles and roses bathing the room in romanticness
The room igniting sparks of tender love through the lovers jagged breaths
Their burning passion lighting each other's yearning desires
A kindling love where a simple kiss forms a beautiful tornado
Stripping the clothes to become one full moon soul
Their hungry bodies moving the joyous flames of the candles
Portraying an abstract shadow of romantic art
The slow strokes painting true love for the blushing moon to witness
The curious window calling in the whispering wind
Cooling the room with its adoration and playing with the girl's ruffled hair
The boy's heart flushed and radiating heat into the girl of his loving dreams
This was all but a burning passion of loving romance.

If y'all were to go to Heaven
Y'all would be sent down to The South
In a little town called Texas
Where the tea is sweeter
Where chivalry still exists
Where we all drive muddy pickups
And dance in the rain in our cowboy boots
Where we all say howdy
And say ain't like it's not meant for over yonder
There isn't a single stranger in Texas
We all know each other
We are a tight knit town always waiting to give a lending hand
If we were to secede
The other states would miss us
There would be a big gaping hole on the map
The heart and the fist of The United States of America
We are Texans
You mess with one
You get the whole can of whoopass
We could be your worst nightmare
Or your best dream
Just don't talk smack from where I'm from
We will get on you with our whips and shotguns
We are Texans
We don't settle
And we don't keep calm
We are God- Fearin', Constituional- lovin', Gun- Bearin' Republicans.

I close my eyes to slumber
His name drifting off with the wind
I feel him here next to me
His arms wrapped around me
Our body warmth igniting
His skin electrifying
His lips burning
His heart glowing
His eyes sparkling
Just Kiss Me You Fool, I say
Our lips touch
Our bodies crash
My hands reaching for the buttons of your shirt
Your lips grazing my body
Nothing has ever felt so just
You whisper "I Love You" against my neck
Your touch lingering
I say it back and pull you on top of me
The sun shines forth through my windows
Waking me from a beautiful dream of us
Until the next time I close my eyes
Will I see your face and feel your body
Curse the sun
For separating us.

Some people say I'm mean
Others say I'm heartless
And they woudn't do what I did
They just don't get it
I don't sugar coat anything
I'll tell you how it is and I won't lie
The just don't get it
I have to protect myself
I have to defend myself
I gotta do what's best for me
Even if I hurt others in the process
I told them
I won't sugar coat crap
And I'll be a straight up blunt
Because I am gunpowder and lead
They still didn't get it
I've lost many
But I know who's loyal.

A poem doesn't have to rhyme
It doesn't have to have a certain amount of syllables
It doesn't have to have a point
You can ramble all you want
A poem can be about anything
It can be about a dandelion and how the wind takes its seeds away to watch more grow
It could be about the closed door
And the many beautiful nightmares
Or all your heart's desires
A poem doesn't have to be about a boy or a girl
It doesn't have to be about anyone
A poem can be about your horrifying past
Just to be able to let it go
A poem can be about your dream future
Just to be able to live it
A poem can be about the crackling of a fire
The steam rising from your cup of coffee
How sweet your tea is
How unhappy or happy you are
A poem doesn't always have to be cheery or gloomy
All that matters is that your poem comes from within
A poem is a form of writing that comes from within the inner depths of your soul, mind, and heart.

As I fall to the ground
I think to myself
"Now is my turn"
"This is the end"
With my ears ringing
And my vision blurry
I think, "how could life be so short?"
Just a moment ago I was breathing
And now I can't seem to find any oxygen
They come running to me
Telling me to hang on to dear life
But I no longer know what life is
Once upon a time, I was as naive as a lamb
But now I am a lion
A dying lion, that Is
With my last breath
I summed up, "Life is what you make of it"
Life is love, Life is hate
Life is death, Life is birth
Life is good, Life is horrible
Life is like Heaven
Life is like Hell
And right now, I am stuck inbetween
Many scenarios are playing in my mind
Some are good, some are bad
Some are a dream, some are a nightmare
But you chose
Whether you live a dream
Or live a nightmare
Whether you are in Heaven
Or in Hell
Whatever you put in to your life
Is what you will get
Live as pure as Mary
Live as peaceful as Jesus
And never betray
And you will see the face of God
Through the gates of Heaven
Where I must go guard now
For now I know what life is
Life is about sacrifice for one another
For our country.

People all around me are rushing
They are crushing the roses
Here I come one breath at a time
I stop and hold the broken petals in my hands
Teenagers running to classes
Bumping into one another
Here I come one breath at a time
Stopping to chat with friends and have a good laugh
Adults are speeding
Swerving into lanes and cutting each other off
Here I come one breath at a time
Letting people go on by and giving them the hand
People have this constant mind set of hurrying
That they forget that the little things matter most
I stopped and smelled the roses
I helped the little old lady cross the street
I watched the sunset
The sun and the moon forever separated against the same sky
I get called slow and represent a turtle
I smell the backwoods
I observe nature and the way people interact
I am in no hurry
We all have 24/7 hours in a day
I could die tomorrow and I would be satisfied
The hurried one would be rummaging with things for tomorrow
Their minds never at peace
I drift off with the clouds on tidal waves of the blue clear sky
I am a Sunday Stroller
I enjoy the little things
I stop and smell the long forgotten roses.

After 3 years of being her friend
I finally asked her why she doesn't wear her turban
She laughed with sadness in her eyes
You mean a Dastaar?
I blushed in embarrassment
Wondering if I should keep going
She tells me she doesn't wear it because she used to get bullied
She's trying to blend in with us
I imagine a church of millions in colorful turbans and dastaars
I say tell me about your church
She says it's a mosque
I say tell me about your God
She tells me Muhammed and the prophet Allah
I say tell me about your Bible
She says it's called a Quran
She says what's it like to get baptized in your religion
I say unlike other churches we don't get baptized into a a religion
We get baptized with the Father, and the Son, and The Holy Spirit
The Holy Trinity might one say
She says tell me about Jesus
I say that God sent his only son to be crucified for our sins when he has done no wrong
She sings Jesus Take The Wheel
But she is not Christian
Other religions and cultures have always fascinated me
I say tell me what's wrong
She says her grandparents really don't like her as much
Since she's running out of time and can't pray the obligated times
People say she's Hindu
People say she's from The Middle East
People say she's a million things
But to me she is the best bud, a human, like you and I
I want to be in combat, as well as she
I want to be in the Marines, she wants to try Army
She tells me my father wanted to but he couldn't because of his vision
She tells me the same might happen to her
But it's the thought
I told her I wanted to go to the Middle East before I join the Marines
She said I'll go with you
I say why?
She says because you need someone to protect you
I say okay we'll add that to the many states and countries to visit after we graduate
She tells me I've been in the middle of war before
I say what do you mean
She tells me she just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time
She tells me you know it's not a bad place in the Middle East
I smile and I say I know
It's not the country itself but the people within it
She has relatives in India
But was born in Richardson, TX
She is Muslim
I have relatives In America
I was born in Denton, TX
I am Christian
Hatred is not simply taught.

Oh you silly boy
You tried to give me that bad boy crap
But I saw through your games
You may be riding tough
But your love is gentle
I reached for those loose curly wisps
My hands gotten lost in them
Oh you silly boy
You try and shield your eyes
But I know since you were a young boy you 've had to protect momma
But you were far too young for those older men
I see right through your act
I'm gonna knock your walls down and watch them crumble
I am yours and you are mine
No battles are fought alone
That 'ole worn out ball cap ain't fooling me, cowboy.

I lie on the bed of my Chevy
A million little bugs crawling all over me
I think about your soft kisses grazing my body
The wind blows my hair into a dance
I think about us dancing until the crack of dawn
I listen to the crickets chirping
Humming their own little tune
I think about your lips whispering into mine promising forever
I stare at the moon
I think how obviously made you were for me
Something gravitated me towards you
Much like earth and the moon
I listen to the rustling of the leaves
I think about that time you pushed me up against the wall
Pulled me by hair
And kissed me fiercely
Igniting something deeply within
I lie on the bed of my Chevy
Wondering what went wrong.

There is beauty everywhere I go
Waiting to be brought to the spotlight
These simple grains of dirt falling from my hand
The crunching of leaves in the fall
The blooming of flowers in the spring
The beautiful white snow covering the ground in purity
The loving rain coming in drops kissing the ground
The simple strokes of an artist's paint brush
The string of words from the poet's heart flowing like the wind
The crashing of the sea against the rocks
The descent of the sun saying farewell
The ascent of the moon lighting up the dark night
The twinkling stars brightening the lonely black canvas
The holes carved into a person's cheeks when they smile
The little wrinkles that forms around a stranger's eyes
As they throw their head back hysterically
There is beauty in everything and everyone
You just got to shine some light on it
Including you, my darling.

I am gunpowder and lead
I will break you
I will fix you
I will hurt you
I will mend you
Just make sure you don't hurt me
Because I will deliver it worse.

Never rely so heavily on a person
Whenever you fall asleep in your bed they may not be there
They're not by your side holding your hand
There not behind the closed doors holding you while you cry
Your trembling body violently shaking like a tornado
Your tears flowing from your eyes like a waterfall
A hurricane is forming within
The wind gets heavier and picks up what remains
All that is left is a desert
Nobody is there
It's just you
Never rely on one so heavily
That you have planned a schedule
One day they'll leave you
One day they'll die
One day y'all will get into a fight
So please, my Darlin'
Stay independent
For how can one heart fill two?
How can one casket fill two?

You come down some backroad
And you'll hear some big 'ole diesel trucks
Gravel flying everywhere
The Girl's hairs whipping in the wind
Mud all over the teenagers
A beer in hand
You come down on a ranch
And you'll hear some shotguns
Bullets flying everywhere
The grow men grunting and stalking
Deer antlers for the walls
A beer in hand
You come down on a farm
You'll see Old McDonalds
And you'll hear the animals everywhere
The family out on their trail
Screaming "Yee-Haw"
A beer in hand
You come on down to the lake
You'll see families fishing
You'll hear the bobbers hitting the water
A beer in hand
You come on down to camp
You'll see men living off the land
You'll hear laughter everywhere
A Bon fire going, bringing out the s'mores
Someone with a guitar singing to George Strait
A beer in hand.

It's pouring
I'm drinking
I'm thinking of us
Maybe I shoudn't of been such a wuss
I should've told you how much you meant to me
But now it will never be
I'm listening to a sad blue song
I imagine your radiant smile which I long
You are so naturally beautiful
And who would've known that you were so truthful?
But when I saw you in the arms of him
I put my lips to the brim
And drink to what will never spark
I fade out into the dark
With my broken heart
Oh how I wish I would never have to part
But I can't stand to see the girl I love in another boy's embrace
I was only running when I already knew I would've lost the race
I am filled with regret
If only we would've never met
I would've never been listening to a sad blue song
Missing a girl dearly whom I long.

She asked me why I love writing sad poems
Aren't you suppose to forget about sad things?
I write sad poems to remember the feeling so I will never want to feel the heartache again
I write so another can connect with my words
I write for the future
She asked me why I love writing poems about love
I told her that love is nothing but a lipstick gone wrong
It's all good until it's all used up or until you've lost it
I write love poems because love doesn't exist in this world
I like to make up my own kind of love
The one where everyone is happy and no one gets hurt
She asked me why I write about God
I told her that I would like to try and spread the good news
I write to let others know that someone cares
I like to let them know that he will never stop loving them even if they don't believe
I want them to look forward to something after death
I want to give them a sense of direction and purpose
That little girl died of cancer
She had a journal dated that exact day
I won't ever forget her
I read her journal everyday like its the news
She wrote in thought of me
One day she was just gone and long dead
Like a puff of smoke on a cigarette
She told me that she wrote sad poems for me
She told me that love does exist
Wasn't what I had with her love?
She told me that God is definitely real
She's in Heaven now.

Why is it that we tell girls to hide their bodies
While the boy's harmones rage free?
Why is it taught to not get *****
Rather than don't ****?
Why do we have to open doors for the ladies
When the man's hands are full?
Just open doors for everyone
Why is a girl seen as a possession
Rather than a human being?
Why must a girl's face be covered?
Because some stupid society said so?
This world is *******.
Let me tell you a little something...
Everyone bleeds red
Everyone breathes oxygen
Everyone is a child of God
Everyone has a heart
Why must we be so sexist?

I leap with joy at the news
Happy tears rolling down my cheeks
My parents are separating, once again
We're going back to the ranch
Hopefully we'll be happy
I'll miss my dear friends
But the true ones know
The broken family we are
Sometimes it's best to leave
Instead of forcing something that shouldn't be
They understand
But I pray that my younger siblings be alright
Full of innocence
I take the blame
It is all my fault
I brought us back down to hell
Back then, I was too young to see
But now I feel that this is not okay
We're going back to the ranch
Lord Almighty, help us
We've tried and tried
But some things aren't meant to be
Alcohol and a broken woman don't belong
That man and her don't belong
She deserves better
He's gonna drown himself in his work and alcohol
I hope we'll be happy
I can't go on pretending
We must crawl out of hell now
I'm kissing this house goodbye
We're going back to the ranch
Just mom and I and the kids
Daddy's gonna be left.

They say everything good happens under the stars
Yet there is room for one more on the bed of my Chevy
I packed a picnic for us and brought an extra pillow
Even though I would usually use you chest
The brim of your cup bares no lip marks
The inside of my truck bares all the memories of us
It is a warm night and I am shivering
Where have you gone?
You have parted like the wind
And erased me from your memory
I close my eyes and whisper your name into the dark
A bottle of Whiskey in hand
All the memories are drowning me
I gasp and breathe for air
I guess forever was just a lie and our love wasn't as strong as I thought
I open my eyes and see you here
I take your hand and dance off to the moonlight
Who would've known I was dancing with an angel?
You pull me in for a kiss
And whisper, "I love you," against my lips
You pull my hair, I tug your shirt
We went skinny dipping in the lake
Then, I open my eyes
And realize it was just another dream transformed and written as a poem
Where have you gone?
You should be here with me
I dream you up next to me
Wrapped in your right embrace
Kissing me from head to toe promising the future
I loved you and you loved me
Wasn't that enough?
I lie under the stars
Dreaming of us being in love and having a future
Where everyday is a dance
My alarm goes off and my eyes flutter up
My heart is racing
My bed is drenched in tears
It was just another dream of us
In a life that will never happen
Why couldn't live just be like books?
Why can't you just notice me?
I hit snooze on my alarm and just close my eyes for a few seconds
I let the dreams envelop me
If only dreams could come true
But until then
This is the only form of us that I know
This is the only way I can keep us alive
If only, I could dream forever
If only, I was enchanted
I smile as the dreams come rushing in
My eyes fluttering
My heart racing
Why must I wake?
Why must the sun rise so soon?
My heart is not ready yet
It wants a few more minutes with you
We are in a meadow
A waterfall near us
We are surrounded by an assortment of beautiful flowers
Nature enveloping us
Is this how Adam and Eve felt?
3, 2, 1, SPLASH!
We jump into the water but you disappeared
I feel someone tickle my foot
I look underwater and smile
You grab me by the waist
I wrap my legs around you while my hands get lost in your hair
You start tracing little circles into the small of my back
You pull me in closer and kiss me with hunger
As the river flows, our love gets deeper
We come up for air
Whether it was from being underwater so long or you mouth against me
Who could truly know?
Everything is just so perfect
You are mine and I am yours
If only, I could dream upon a star
Then I could open my eyes and see you here
Rather than dream with my eyes closed wishing you were here
My pillow knows your name
The dark knows your face
My dreams, know your heart of gold
I should really get up now
I should really climb into my Chevy
There ain't no moonlight dancing here or butterfly kisses
But I know that when I see you at school
I can only imagine what your lips would taste like.

You got me feeling like the sun
Sweating and burning up with your hot skin igniting mine
Blazing unearthed feelings
Daring you to draw me in closer

You got me feeling like the ocean
Our naked bodies crashing and colliding
Coming to a swift calmness
While I lie here on waves hearing your heart beat

You got me feeling like the moon
Your cool breath howling my name
Staying up late to admire our endearing love
Whispering three little words into the night sky

You got me feeling like a tornado
The graze of your lips swirling emotions in me
My tongue twisted for a loss of words
Slowly twirling me into your romantic arms

You got me feeling like the rain
Slowly poundning the tin roof of love
Your watery lips leaving trails on my neck
My emotions slowly bursting in dew drops

You got me feeling like the wind
Airy and in a haze strumming me in all the right places
Blowing my world and settling in to the warming night sky
Loving me endlessly and enveloping me in strong emotional winds

You got me feeling like snow
Covering me in the pureness of your yearning touch
Your eyes kindling a wild fire in me
Your icy lips sending shock waves through my shivering body

What she has seen has caused her to flinch
What she has felt has caused the ocean to overflow
When someone reaches out to touch her
She's expecting to get beat so she turns the other way
You wonder what's wrong
She's not answering your question
Water is flowing from those Innocent eyes
Her parents are fighting again
She likes to blame herself and mostly God
She feels forsaken
She feels like she's dangling off a cliff
While everyone watches, a cold beer in hand
You try and shake her
Rookie mistake
She sees her dad getting hit
Yes, 40% of men are stuck in abusive relationships
But you woudn't know this
If she were to tell you, you would just laugh
As well as the others
They say he's a man tell him to grow some *****
But he was raised to never hit anyone, period
He was taught that Jesus bore more
So he wanted to out do him.

People are like stars
They are beautiful and come in many different shapes and sizes
They don't ever get to see their beauty
But everyone else around them does
The stars light up the night sky
People are walking the night sky looking for stars
Little do they know that the stars are inside them.

If you stare deeply into my eyes
You'll see the ruins of my life go up in flames
You'll see the broken path and the many deaths that led me straight to God
My path is shaken and still beaten but I have my hope
You'll see many beer bottles and a creek full of tears
My fishing hook in my brother's cheek from the time I threw my line back
Crying on the couch with momma for the uncle whose tires will never run the gravel
Wearing white to the grandpa I never knew
You'll see my naive and innocent self dressed in white to represent Heaven
Because isn't that where everyone is going?
You'll see everyone else dressed in black to represent death
How can they be so negative?
You'll see the time I almsot drowned in Oklahoma but my daddy reached out and saved me
You'll see my beautiful ranch out here in Texas where I did most of my raising
Born and raised and **** sure proud
You'll know why I bounce when I walk
For that dumb man hit me and ran with his ol' car
My many insecurities and fears, oh you'll see them all
You'll also see a world where everyone is loved
But this world doesn't exist- it's in my heart
A world where we all love each other because that's what the Bible says
But we sin anyways because we're human
We'll give our hand to someone in need
Bathe in the freshest and cleanest of water
So pure you can smell it while hearing the water whoosh
A world where everyone smiles, a real smile
Where we can all be equal and happy.
I'm still dreaming the dream of my little innocent heart.
Let me dream a beautiful dream even if it's somewhere faraway.

She dreams of the night
When she'll go gliding across the lonely sky
The humans whispering, "A shooting star"
But she is nothing more than a shy star among others competing for the moon
She dreams of the day when humans will look at her in awe
She is a silent star, a silent poet
Hidden in the darkness of her sky filled room, the moonlight beckoning in
A candle casting shadows of a young girl's hand flying across a blank page
Words quickly filling in as her heart writes her desires and dreams
She hides behind her fantasy equipped words
The ink whispering tales of true love and romance
She is a passionate lover of silent words
Infatuated by their unspoken loudness
The poem is a song to her heart, her lips whispering in harmony
She is a photographer capturing the moment in stringing letters
She carries beauty in her heart and onto words on a once dead tree giving it life
In her wildest dreams, she is a shooting star
But in reality, dreams don't always come true
That is why she is always writing, to live her dreams through her words
Her heart aches to be a writer, a poet, a dreamer, a lover
But she is just a shy star.