I want to be,
Wild
Beautiful
And Free
Just like the sea

Shall I compare thee to a winter’s day?
Thou art more cold and more desolate
Icicles **** springs bountiful bouquet
While winter delivers life a foul fate

Sometimes only by fluke warmth will wave by
And often melts the bitter cold away
And every snowflake that falls will melt; die
Either now or sometime far it will lay

But your never ending frost shall not fade
Nor ever lose the stone heart in your chest
Nor shall your ignorant soul accept aid
When your bigot mind never sees what’s best

So long as winter is harsh and clear to see
This will remind of the coldness in thee

Taking walks. Daydreaming. Stickers. School Spirit. My friends. Living in a small town. Japan. Singing. Painting my toenails. Pranks/ practical jokes. Painting. Stretch canvas. Costumes. Dipping my fingers in melted wax. Style. Soda. Spending an hour typing at a coffee shop. Musicals. Back to school season. Mopeds. Good hair days. Naps. Not walking up but looking at a beautiful staircase. being alone. My ankles. Playlists. Spending entire days in pajamas. Holidays. Telling stories. Spontaneity. Theme parks. Bookshelves. The word copacetic. Boxes. Empty journals. Surprises. Doing things in groups. Doing things alone. Getting real mail. Decorating. Small forks. A good hug. Gift cards. New Years Goals. Going out to dinner. When someone else remembers some great story about me/us that I’ve forgotten. Toy stores. Fireplaces. Breakfast foods. Journaling. Crying for a good reason. Doorbells. Pointless adventures. My birthday. Reasons to make wishes

Behold my eye
See what I see
Age is lovely
According to me

Wrinkles like road maps of where i've been
Crow’s feet of joy
And frown lines of sorrow

Spots of warm summers
Long past
Stuck on my face
From the ancient sun
That sets in the West

My voice
Past its time
Telling stories of my prime
When my beauty was clear to see
And people didn't have pity on me

Now that I'm old
And hunched and grey
Look beyond my face
Where my true beauty lay

Sometimes
It's just nice
To sit
Alone
And idle
Observe life
And catch up with your soul

The monitor is steady
But your soul still waivers

Gently I plant
a Kiss
On the apple of your cheek

Sincerely I wish
You would just speak
I cant bear to watch you wither and weak

Please!
Don’t go!
Don’t leave me here alone!

The monitor went flat
Now I sit here in woe

My Darling
Come with me
into my arms
and you will see
I’m thinking about
You and me

We’ve grown apart
over the years
And to tell you the truth
it’s driving me to tears

Come into my arms
Where you need to be
So we can think
Just you and me

Don't be scared to look my way
Even though somehow,
I'm afraid to look yours

please try to talk to me
Even though every time you get close to me
I end up tongue tied

Ask me questions
Even if my answer is weird

Pull as I push away

Scale the wall
Built around my heart

Love me enough
To chase me
To catch me
Even if I run away

Soon
I promise you
I will look your way
I will smile at you
I will even talk to you

If you ever catch me
Pull me
And I will follow

We hobo’s
Hundreds in Seattle
We real poor. We
cardboard cave. We
always brave. We
scrape survive. We
stay alive. We
slump by. We
sing a sigh

When I look at you
My heart softens
And a smile
cracks upon my lips

Your face
Sweet as Jasmine bloom

Your hand and heart
They make me swoon

Your spirit
Pure and white like snow

And Your gleam
Oh your gleam!
is a star studded dream

When I look at you
My heart softens
And a smile
cracks upon my lips

I am
In a way
like the wind

I come
and I go
staying for a while
or just passing through

I am soft-hearted
as well as head-strong

Soothing
like a warm gentle breeze
Or violent
like a hurricane blowing down trees

So please
understand
that who I am
is not one
but a little bit of
everything

i wish you didn't
fade away
like a july
midsummers day

hazy
hot
pleasant
and dear

it turned cold
within a year

smiles and joy
of which
we used to toy
faded away

like a july
midsummers day

I hear you in my thoughts
I hear you in my dreams
That giddy laugh of yours
is everywhere it seems
Then when I turn
and reach for your smile
I find nothing
and all i can do is cry
What i wouldnt give
to lay with you awhile
and drink in
That beautiful smile
that even in death
never seems to die