My lover asks me:
"What is the difference between me and the sky?"
The difference, my love,
Is that when you laugh,
I forget about the sky.

You know those moments in life where your thoughts are SO LOUD? Blaring over all actions your preforming as you watch them race and bounce through your head. All the sudden I realized how badly I would give anything just to be able to see him face to face one more time... Just to spend one more night together, limbs as one and hearts beating together with our chest plates pressed tight together.

As I sit there in the shower and let the wave pass I laid down on my back and just let the water hit me wherever it pleased. Staring up at my shower, watching the water run down and the little droplets on the ceiling in such a perfect formation, life just felt so poetic down there. Everything I was feeling had imagery of perfect poetry lines scribbling down in my head mixed with the oh so fitting vision I was looking up at. It was beautiful.

You know that feeling where the whole world is spinning around you and you're kind of in the eye of the storm? At a stand still? That's where I was. Or, maybe everything around me was still and I was the one spinning. It was calm.

All I know is my heart was radiating like it hadn't in months and I genuinely felt beautiful as I hurt for everything we would never be. I saw a beauty in myself and in the connection we had... I felt it on his side to. Do y'all think that's possible? When you've loved someone to be able to "feel" each other? It's also very possible I'm insane or something.

My heart is warm and hurting right now and I was close to positive I had a point to make when I started typing this. It's 1:30 am on Christmas Eve.

The blood red flowers are imprinted in my mind
Nothing can escape there vibrant colors
Nothing to soften there unnatural glow
It makes you want to stare

To write your name in my blood,
To bleed such a wonder
Would be an absolute honour.
To have you, entire,
I give you my soul.

How can I put into few words
What we think of her?

How can I say in just a few lines
How proud she has made us, so many times?

She is just a woman, but so much more
             A figure head
                         Ambassador
                                   Diplomat
                                           Sovereign bold

And like a sovereign
Worth much more
Than her weight in gold

I wasn't her best friend
But I knew her pretty well
She was at the roller rink
But when she left, I couldn't tell
The music in the rink was way too loud
She was always with the wrong crowd

Yesterday her Daddy talked to me
He said she lived in his heart
And that without her, her Momma couldn't live
He said they were taking it really hard
And that today they were to shoot their Christmas card
And he broke down in tears

When we were younger we used to kiss
Beneath the stars in the cemetery
We were both the morbid kind
And at the time, the future was secondary
I never could've foreseen something like this
But like I said, she was fast and she liked the guys
The guys who carried guns

I never knew their names because they were from different towns
But I could pick their faces from a mile away
Just show me a lineup, Judy show me the suspects
Do you mind if I ask you why you're looking at me that way?
I told you everything I know
And flashing that shiny gun isn't doing anything
Just let me know, let me know, let me know when I can go
I know my rights

He raided
     her hideout,
             found a collection:
           all stolen hearts,
        "What did she do
     with mine?"
    he wondered
     with anguish
           and pain.
    It wasn't there,
      no clue yet.
             * She pretended
                     it was with her
                           all the while.