The one friend
Who makes me wish I could be gay
She’d be a perfect lover
If I could just get down that way

Boy!  
I done made the front page
More than once
Even all the way at the top
All this brilliance
And you remain
Uninterested
As frustrating as it is
I like it that you’re hard to impress
Whether you’re paying extra attention
Or not
I can only guess

Two lovebirds gliding gracefully
In peace without a sound .
As morning takes off.
Two mallard ducks
still,
silently in love.



Shell ✨🐚

If you had one year of love,
and then you had to say adios,
should you be glad or morose?

Sure, if it ends, it’s not what I’d hoped,
we just weren’t destined to be betrothed.

We had fun, we were close and jocose,
we snogged until we practically choked,
and we did ALL the fun things that were gross,
but our forte was that we felt safe, I suppose.

Now, I’m not saying it’s over, but I tend to diagnose things,
and while I wouldn’t say that we love overdosed,
I would guess that we’ve shared more love than most.

Dreams are fickle beasts
They hop from eye to eye
Chasing rainbows drawn
on brain-lit black skies

He's trying to burn his bridges,
when we can see him starting
the fire. He's in denial but still
lights the fire on camera yet
he doesn't forget to smile.

Burn baby burn!

He's working for the devil
five to nine lighting fires
wasting time.

©️ 2023 By Amanda Shelton