I can read you like a book
words scrawl across the page
when you make that face
eyebrows raised
Pages turn in the way you hold your body
secretive and concealed
It takes patience
to read you
its not easy
but i can read you like a book.

I'm addicted to you in the way
that i can forgot for two months
then need you like my life depends on it

I hate myself for it
but you assure me its okay
and you love me as if it were any other day

I'm so grateful
but
so scared that
you will see me how i do in a couple years.

a girl with books
wobbling as she tries to balance them
she cant be older than seven

A boy in the adult mystery section
repeating to himself
"I need a boys book not a girls book"

A mother with her two children
following her like ducklings
leaving havoc as they pass

A girl and her mom
reading aloud
in the middle of the cooking isle

A squirrel crosses the road
at the wrong         time?
We pass the squished creature
a moment of silence for
a             mistake?

But what if the squirrel jumped
into the traffic
What if the squirrel was done
ready for it to end

He was a silent squirrel
no one knew much about him
he kept to himself
But the day cam of the tragic...
        accident?

They all said goodbye to his corpse
left him gifts
for a dead squirrel may be
less lonely than
an alive squirrel.

If i close my eyes
with you laying on my chest
tiny yet so big
I may drift to sleep

Your smile lights up the room
you show me your toy
a simple spatula is enough
for you

You make me wonder
how wonderful the world
could be if
it became a bit more colorful

if we opened our eyes
to the sights we get to behold
the beautiful blue skies  
And the creations we have made

A child
not yet corrupted
you ground me to a world
the feels like its spinning oh too fast

thank you for that