Prints march forward two at a time,
Soothingly setting one paw after another,
In a manner so sublime.

“It’s beautiful,” you’d say.
Yet only watch from a distance.
As does his kind,
So he lives a solitary existence.

Beauty admired by all,
Yet he walks alone till he does fall.
Until then he hunts alone.
Elegance trailing him,
As nothing else will.

Watch the trail of the leopard.
Watch it sneak through the grass,
Watch the tracks it leaves behind,
As it runs alone
With not a soul intertwined.
Watch it walk this solitary line.

You leave me in a flutter,
Butterflies run rampant in my stomach.
This state of ascension,
Just by the mere presence of your attention.

These conversations leave me afloat.
Adrift on an ocean of thought,
Where nothing real feels of note,
And reality means naught.

This moment of mesmerism,
Holding my heart, my mind, my soul.
And I'll replay my actions
Like the motions of a mechanism.
Falling into the same state,
Feeling as is if it's butterflies I've ate.

A boy,
Sat in the corner if his room,
Huddle up in his blanket,
His head hung beneath the gloom.

Dreaming of love as love songs played,
Yet feeling as though it was not his to claim.
Teary eyed with a face clung to pillow,
He felt  he'd done all he could, yet none loved him all the same.

With a face shoved in the pillows soft fabric,
He yelled the words to a song, "Give me love".
Praying, " Let me feel this magic!"
Knowing all to well what it meant to love,
But never to be loved.
A feeling most tragic.

Feel the rush of endorphins
As her body presses up against yours.
The warmth of another
Enveloping you as you embrace their embrace.

Smell the scent that lingers on her hair.
Breath in deep,
Not just the scent of her hair,
But her.

Tighten your grip,
Holding tighter,
Trying not to let this moment slip...
Right through your fingers.

It's only a hug,
But it's so much more intimate than the world sees.
The beauty of it lies in that only you...
Only you know how magical this moment feels.

Today I walked onto campus,
Worrying of the end results of the day.
Things would change if it went my way,
And if not...

A life change,
Judged by a portfolio of poems, stories and drawings.
It's scary,
Sitting in a room with new people,
Passing by time with silly things,
Just waiting for the call of your name.

They said I was good,
They said I'd been accepted.
I smiled,
So wide.
I smiled,
With pride.

I see my footprints in the sand,
But you're not there to hold my hand.
These tracks look lonely,
When it's only me.

The sand beneath my feet,
The tide comes in and pulls me deep.
Wash away our prints,
But leave behind my sins.

The cold clings to me,
Nobody to hold me close
And keep me cozy.
I guess this is now where I stand,
Watching our footprints fade into the sand.

Held to my heart,
A secret tearing me apart.
Words kept silent,
To prevent all of the violence.

I don't want to see you walk away,
I don't want to hear say,
those words I know you'll say.
So I'll keep my mouth shut,
Keep my heart at bay.
Because I'm afraid that it'll lead us astray.

I'll keep this love to myself,
Not willing to risk this wealth,
You make me feel so rich in love.

I'll keep this love to myself,
Don't want to see you go,
Don't want to lose you so
I'll keep my words in my chest,
And I'll do my best
To be there always.