Roses are black,
Violets are black,
Because love is blind
And I want you back.

Roses are wilted and violets are too
Dying without the light of loving you

Still Roses are black
And lemons are sour
Thinking of you
Every minute, second, and hour

But new roses were planted and sprouting anew
With the newfound freedom
I don't rely on you.

I can't look at you
'Cause your beautiful beauty
Tantalizes me.

I don't want to go forward
I don't want to go back
But I can't stay here
I know that for a fact.

I just want to go home
Escape the present, the past
Terrified of the future
Coming way too fast.

the path I need to follow
is more like an open field

a directionless plain
with no end in sight

moving forward blindly
will only end in pain

so someone please
tell me where to go

Brush stroke of lips on innocent skin.

First kisses are always the hardest ones to predict.

A different time,
a different place.

If only I never smiled at you.
if only you never said hello.

I wish  didn't fall so hard.
I wish you didn't let me go

Hold me like a father holds his daughter
Make me feel welcome and secure
But kiss me like the sand kisses the water
As the waves gently wash onto the shore
Whisper like the wind beneath my wings
Whisper in my ear I won't be harmed
Hold me with your heart, your soul, your feelings.
Hold me, keep me safe inside your arms.

Not a single mistake surpasses
the lash of the pencil.

One small misstep
and the disapproving frown,
the mark on paper.

Life on paper
recorded in marks
in points out of the best.

Which I'll never be.