At this time yesterday
I was touching your skin,
and kissing your lips.
You slowly pulled your hand
across my hips.
I felt like the Ocean
and you were my moon.
I can't begin to count the things
you do to make me swoon.
The joy in your laugh,
The shine in your smile,
It all makes me wish
We didn't have such a short while.
I wish I could kiss you,
Every minute,
Everyday.
Maybe,
Just maybe then,
You'd be able to stay.

Although something feels broken,
something also feels patched.
Like what I knew
and your words finally matched.
A burden,
a heartache was finally lifted.
And a new life
is what you've gifted.
I hate how long
I've been stuck on you.
But its hard to un-stick
what's stuck like glue.
But now I'm sticking
in a different way.
A way in which
you'll want me to stay.
A bond now
we may never break.
But easy to swallow
and fine to take.
I'll always be there
by your side.
When you need a friend
or you need a ride.
I've found you again,
as a friend today.
Now I can move on
and start the new day.

Orange,
The color of turning leaves
A flash of orange crosses my line of sight
But now its gone,
And with it all hopes of warmth
Whether it be sickness--the flu,
or bitter cold.
Every complexion
consists of white.
At night the ground is blessed.
The sweet white frosting
Now painted upon it.
However, nobody stops,
To appreciate the beauty.
The beauty before the beast
Of a white complexion.
They see it,
as a nuisance.
Another reason for them to be late.
They brown the beauty
With their hate.
The frosting poisoned upon its cake.
There is no appreciation
Existent in these beings,
For they cannot see the prettiest sight in our reality.