You are a month of new beginnings.
You carry snow on your back and cannot
let go of the frustrating challenges you lay upon us.
You can be irritable at times but know how to
make up for the bad memories.
Your as bitter as black ice but as sweet as
the sparkling snow I mistake for sugar.
Promise me one thing, be sure to make each day
last, because soon enough you will disappear
behind another season. Behind another day.

We are the strangers we were meant to be.
We are lost, we are cold, but never free.
How do we escape this dark unfriendly town,
streets they are so empty, streets they are so brown.
As we make our way through life,
we try to bury all the strife.
We turn around the bend, losing every good old friend
now we know we can't pretend that this moment is now the end.

Love is all around us
We can give it
Receive it,
and Share It.
Love is a remedy
a remedy so sweet it can make us hallucinate,
and see wacky colours.
Whether love is from a friend, a family member, a pet, or a stranger,
love is love.
Sometimes we take love for granted and
we expect the best from that one special being.
But even though nobody is perfect, we should never underestimate the value of that person or thing.
Love Is A Happiness
A Sadness
A  Mystery…. left unsolved.
Love has changed our world in ways we could not imagine.
Love,
is our life.
Lets use it for greatness!

I'm left to think in my own bed
rock hard pillows beneath my head.
a mind so cold, a mind insane,
Heart beating fast like a rapid moving train.
I want to dream of a world, one I have yet to see
but once again insomnia has taken over me.

If my heart were a book
she'd dance across the pages.
Unfolding the creases folded for a later time
Replacing them with the bookmark of her kiss.
Opening each page, carefully reading with the glimpse of each truth,
The resuscitation of closed pages
Now able to breathe.
A survivor of tarnished pages and beaten cover.
She didn't seem to mind, carefree, joyful, what possessed her smile.
Reminding me of a better me, the well being of my very soul
laid in her hands without need for a shelf