She stands
Eyes down
She stares
Eyes down
The sea laps around her feet
Her eyes stay down
The waves kiss her ankles
She keeps looking down
Her hair blocks her view
She refuses to look away
A hand on her shoulder
She ignores it
Slowly it pulls her in to an embrace
She keeps looking down
His arms do not stir her
Eyes down
His lips on her forehead do not wake her from her trance
Eyes down
His whisper in her ear turns her gaze upwards
Eyes meet
Tears fall
Smiles share
"Together?"
"Together"

When I was little
I fell off the monkey bars
and scraped my knee
Instead of running off to the swings
I got back up there
and I held on to each rung
so tightly
I had blisters in my palms
but when I got to the end I felt breathless
and maybe that's where it started.

When I began driving
I would grasp the wheel
so tightly
as if the more pressure I applied,
the better I could steer.
I always got perfect scores
on my driving tests
but my fingers ached
when I finally had it in park.

I've been clinging
to the remnants of a friendship
that I tripped into
and I didn't try to get back up
or strive for perfection
because I liked it the way it was
and I keep smiling while you walk away
but I can't wave
Because you broke my wrist
when you pulled away
but I don't think
that's all that's
Broken.

The night sky above us was splattered with stars.
Millions of them.
Galaxies and constellations right before our eyes.
The universe was dancing and rejoicing
To a cadence that could not be heard, but only felt.

An ode to darkness eschewing light,
Why not?
Her beauty,
it transcends sight!

Radiance reflected.
Incandescent revelry.
Each heartbeat supernova we can feel but never see.

As faithful as true love appears,
her touch incurs your deepest fears.

A broken-hearted serenade...
of choices better left unmade...

Memories burn as touches fade.
Thus, my heart, I barricade.

Here! Love, not armies would invade!

Normal and I dated for a while,
Normal was a little high-maintenance,
Normal asks you not to laugh too loud, that's not very lady-like you know,
Normal tells you to always wear lipstick when you go out,
Normal demanded perfection.
Normal doesn't like it when your hair is messy or your nails aren't done,
Normal gets fussy when there are creases on your shirt,
Normal says, straighten that wrinkle, scrub that spot and align your smile,
Normal means business, there's no time to be sad,
Normal won't let you show your weaknesses, you must be perfect,
Perfect posture, perfect smile, oh! and don't forget that lipstick.
Normal unfortunately, wasn't for me.
So, we called it quits a while ago.
Last I heard, normal was seen trying to adjust the smile of his current love,
As for me, I fell in love with wanderlust and he's been good to me so far.