In my darkest times.
You have been a friend.
You understand.
When others rescind.

You take me for me.
That is all I can ask.
You are a special lady.
With such a tall task.

You bring me love.
When I need it most.
You bring me a smile.
When I feel like a ghost.

You brighten my days.
With just a simple text.
You make life worth fighting.
When I don't know what's next.


A.Emmi 05/13/18

Sophie sits quietly, soaking in the sounds.
This Jazz club suits her perfectly,
As she swallows spirituous rounds.
The music is hot, with Latin-flair, and
Pulsing, staccato, percussive drive.
The air on her shoulders is moist
In this Parisian summer jive.
Sophie tastes the twilight culture,
She lives for the buzz.
She won't accept the ordinary, she
Vibrates with bohemian blood!
She loves her music live in her
Sultry summer jive.

She is so
Much more
Than a beautiful  face
               Dig deeper
                  There,
you’ll find plenty
More layers to her
              Bet
you didn’t
Even know exist.

hair like honey,
eyes like diamonds.

skin like porcelain,
smile like the sun.

Her mailed candy
from half a world away
taste of our friendship
and of my childhood
but mostly bittersweet nostalgia
I remember those afternoons under the bent tree
crouching on the trodden grass because we didn't want to get bitten by bugs
chewing the exact candy I have in my mouth
my mouth watering and melting it
the sweet and stale candy took me somewhere else
where only my memories of her existed