He should be blessed -
The one with dreads.
Praise he -
With a goatee.
Adore the one
With hipbones.
Rub him raw -
The one with the strong jaw.
Tear him apart -
The one that is smart.
Take him even sooner -
The one with humor.
Chase him up a tree -
The one with mystery.
See him twice -
The one who is nice.
This is what I like -
Taking applications tonight.

How his arm got there
Wrapped around my waist
Like a bow
Like honey I can taste
I do not know.

Can I tell him to stop?
Impossible.
Can I make his arm drop?
No.
Because you see, I want it so.

My emotions are high,
My heart flutters.
It just feels so right.
Somewhere deep down shudders.
But compared to the joy, it's subtle.

He pulls me closer
When he laughs.
He looks down
At his side, aghast.
I am a puddle.

A person as pure as you
And a child as demented as he
Shows to me, that both in
The same room can create
Magnetic energy.
You're polar opposites
And you're both close
Enough to touch.
He antagonizes me,
And you do nothing to stop it
But extend to me guidance
Like a torch.
A panic attack is no laughing matter.
But to him it doesn't matter.
A trained professional,
But firstly, an *******.
I'm spiraling down,
I'm shaking and sick.
Then I went to your table,
I needed help quick.
With a relaxing voice,
In my mind's eye,
A peaceful place floats
Outside of these walls
And away from these white coats.
The meditation did away
With what the medication couldn't.
A man they call crazy
Made a girl feel calm.
A man they call Nurse
Made it spiral down.

I'm tricking my heart
When I turn away from you.
Either my conscience
Or my heart
Will hurt.
I know what
I must choose.

But never before
Have I had to deceive
That ***** that I need to live.

I have loved,
I'm lucky.
I've had friends,
I'm blessed.
And done many things
That would have been missed.
I rolled sushi at home solo.
I learned to play "Nocturne" on a piano.
I spent weeks in Japan.
I've held my soulmate's hand.
I laughed 'til I cried.
I've been a beaming bride.
I rolled down hills.
I've had roller coaster thrills.
I swam in the sea
(I've done that by the time I was three).
I've been called beautiful
By many a soul.
I made a kite fly
(When I spent more time outside).
I danced many times.
I listened to rhythms and rhymes.
I ate every day up until now.
At the end of a play, I took a bow.
I ate vegan for over a year.
I've been the reason for a cheer.
I ran an obstacle course.
I saw the Statue of Liberty's torch.
I did yoga on a mountain.
I made a wish in a fountain.
I have memories.
I'm lucky.
I have lived.
I'm blessed.

Your pale orange and white,
Your tiger stripes.
Green eyes that see,
Maybe not as well at nineteen,
Is more than enough
To make me remember
My orange ball of fluff
I had since '93 of December.

You'd lay on my chest.
That's how you preferred to rest.
And wake me up when I sleep
So you could eat.
In the night when we slept,
You'd leave mice on our step.
Your sister was sporadic
And maybe a bit neurotic.
Just like your Mom.
But you were always calm.

Your nose and feet were pink.
And it makes my heart sink
To think I could be so mean
To see it as a bad thing.
Later, of course, I felt sorry.
And your loving self forgave me.

I wasn't around when you passed.
But I'd prefer to remember our past.
And even in the gloomy shadow of death,
You'd purr when you laid on my mother's chest.
All the time in the world isn't enough
For me to get enough
Of my orange ball of fluff.