It's silly

You're a little rodent
And you're smelly
And you like caterpillars
Even when they grow wings
And I just can't believe
The way you love the little things

Like me

Except the smelly part

Just the part about caterpillars
And the little things

And it's silly

But we're silly
And that's the best part
The part that I need
The part that warms my heart

You're like sweet chocolate
Which I know you don't like
But I love

Yep
that's us

And it's silly

How you've wiggled your way like a worm
Into the grooves of my mind
So deep into my memory
That you'll never be left behind

Because everything I do
Has little parts of you

And that's silly
And amazing
And human

And worth waiting for

Even if waiting is silly

i can hear the bomb ticking.
it’s a nursery rhyme that I want
to put me to sleep forever. to stare,
patiently, as it preys (prays)
on (over) the weak and forgiving;
i want to it to detonate.

If soulmates exist
I think it's an awful thing
How one person can own me
And have me know
There is no other
That fit quite like them

That every embrace
Just won't do
Not quite like theirs
And every breath I take
Without them
Is not quite the same
Not as full-filling

I mean think of the horror
Of comparing each moment
To each shared with them
Each laugh not quite as hearty
Each kiss not quite as breathless
Each encounter just not enough
For you could have more with them

I just can't comprehend
How nobody else will do
Not quite enough
So in everyone
I spend the moments
Looking for them
Waiting for them
Wondering if I passed them
Maybe in the street
Or in a bus somewhere

So if soulmates exist
I am afraid
I don't want to meet mine

Do not hide in the shadows, step into the light. Do not be ashamed of who you are. Be the person you want others to see. Show kindness and love even if you are hated. Stand with grace in the wake of persecution. Be faithful to your ideals, even if others don't like your point of view. Never compromise what you are, be true to yourself. Hold on to those who love you and strengthen those bonds. They will serve you well in the life you choose to live. Always be selfless when you have something to give. Show others what they are missing because the will not see the true you. Just remember to be who you are in what ever you choose to do.

"Friends forever,"
Something worth to endeavor.

But what if
Life gets in the way;
And words spoken no longer weigh;
And distances just makes
The well-baked cakes
Go sour?

What if
You realize that you're alone;
And the birds sing a melancholy tone,
Perhaps it's better
To run than to chatter;
To save yourself from attachments
So you won't endure detachments.

a trip across Europe
we would sit
on a train
taking us
                                      far
away.
my head would lean against your shoulder
as we
listen to music
until I
fall asleep

the train goes faster
through the fields and the marsh and the mist and the cities and the sky
it takes us
                                 far
across this corner of the world
as you
read me stories of the empires that once traversed these lands
how they came to be
how they fell
socio economics
and all the things that tickle you pink as the sweet pea flowers growing
                              far
as you can see throughout the meadow.  

our fingertips rest against on top of each other
the train goes faster
the train goes faster
the train goes faster
and

I wake up
I have not seen Europe from the window of a train
and  I have not seen you, lately
you are
after all
quite
                         far
away.