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Brynn Dec 2015
I am a force of nature, call me a natural disaster.
  Apr 2014 Brynn
Devon Haley
I want to escape to an uncharted star
And be held by his Galileo eyes,
Unravel his smile and learn the secrets between his dimples,
Like the spaces within Orion’s Belt.
I want to witness the aurora of color:
The atmosphere changes when he laughs with me.
I want to sail into space -
The space where his eyebrows furrow -
And ease all his cosmic pains.
I want to use my telescope to locate his greatest dreams and
Become an astronomer just to help them become reality.
I want to observe the meteor shower in my heart
When his hands close around mine.
Capture the silence of his parted lips,
When he lies next to me under the darkening sky,
Notice all the beauty that whispers to me.
I want to orbit his soul
And hope it carries me somewhere warm -
Because I cannot stop this force,
This gravity
That holds my astronaut heart to his.
Brynn Mar 2014
We are star stuff -
You and me
We are made from the heavens exploding in violent arrays of energy
We are the left over particles from the birth of the stars
We are the Milky Way
and the moon
We are bright and brilliant constellations
We twinkle, we orbit , we shoot, we collapse , we fall , we die
We become star stuff
We are the air and the trees and the oceans
We are the salt in the tears of lost lovers
We are the wind in the hair of the explorers  
We are the ground under the wanders
We are sky for the observers
We are the stars for the lost
Brynn Feb 2014
The instinctual longing for love defines you.
Evolution compels you to love.
Establishing connections to ensure the survival of the species.
To protect the young and find suitable mates.
To create a well balanced society.
Being controlled by chemicals that make you feel.
Chemicals that trigger longing and lust, desire and passion.
This is part of love but not all of it.
There is much more than just chemical reactions to love.
It is the key to survival and happiness.
To give and receive love is instinct.

Embrace it.

When you are in love you are alert and attentive.
The slightest touch comforts you.
Your nerves under your skin are ready to receive even the softest touch or caress.
When you wrap another in an embrace you share the warmth between your two bodies.
You find your hands on their back and theirs on yours.
The new closeness between you two is acknowledged by the same core temperatures that surround you.
You hold each other close
Becoming each others blanket.

Take a breath.

Inhaling the familiar scent that is both unique and common to each thing you love.
The scent of baby powder and warmed milk of your newborn.
The musky earth aroma of your beloved pets.
The warm brown sugar scent of your mother
Or the freshly cut wood smell of your father.
The mixed berry sent of your friends.
The smell of your lover, so unique yet so ordinary to you.
The name of the fragrance forever lingers on the tip of your tongue yet it is mixed with indescribable scent of that person.

Savor the moment

As you breath in their scent you awaken your tastebuds.
You associate their aroma with a flavor you crave.
The air around you has a crisper taste as all your senses converge to make you more aware of every second.
You welcome the flavors you can’t describe
And welcome the flavors that trigger nostalgia.

Listen closely

The heartbeat and steady breath of one another being to match.
As you hold them closer you become one.
The heart may sound like the light tick of a pocket watch
Or the loud beats of a bid flapping their wings.
The breaths can be slow a methodical
like waves rolling onto the sun kissed sand
Or the gusty like the winds that blow off the top of whitecap waves.
But soon your breath and heartbeat matches your loved one.

Watch carefully

When you see your love your pupils dilate allowing you to capture all aspects of your love.
You want to examine every feature of theirs and develop their picture in your memory.
The corners of your mouth may stretch to form a smile
Creating raised cheekbones and crinkles in your skin by your eyes.
You watch as the world around you becomes more beautiful.
Your perception of the world has changed due to the cocktail of chemicals mixing in your brain.
You begin to see love all around you.

You begin to feel it, smell it , taste it and hear it.
You begin to love,love.

When you experience love you realize that it could be the force that launches a thousand ships.
Or cause lovers to die for one another.
The cause for adventure and the winds that push loved ones home.

It is clear that love does not cause an uncomfortable rash that infects your body and mind.
It does not cause distress or insecurities.
Love will never be found in a nightmare,
You wont wake up in the middle of the night trying to run away from it.

You will want to keep love on you like a locket
Holding all the people and places and things that engage all of your senses.
You want to keep it and hold on to it forever because it makes you feel serene.

You love because of instinct.

You love for the experience.

You love for the love.
Brynn Nov 2013
We have chemistry together. From the start of the school year we have sat next to each other and exchange casual conversation. We are lab partners. We make faces at each other when the teacher isn't looking. We talk about class outside of class. We share notes. We share a class together
        We have chemistry together. From the start of the school year we have revolved around each other and exchanged phone numbers. We are lab partners. We watch each other's every move so we don't mess up the experiment. We talk to each other outside of class.We share notes. We share chemistry.
Brynn Oct 2013
They can be those dark and mysterious shadows or the fresh autumn sky.
Blues are calming and melancholy hues.
They can lighten a room or darken a room.
But to me, the blues are your soul.
People say that everyone's soul is a different color but all I see is diffenet shades of blue.
Music comes from the soul
The blues are your soul.
When an artist performs it's from the soul and every true artist has soul
And every artist knows the blues.
The blues rip through a region only you know exists.
Through an area only you can feel.
But when the blues are expressed correctly everyone can feel it.
Some don't like the blues
Only because it rattles a sensitive part of your being.
The blues cover all the pain you've felt and all the celebration.
The blues are part of everyone
Weather they want to feel them or not
But to not have the blues is to not have a soul.
Brynn Aug 2013
You taught me how to love.
Not like mom and dad did.
But how the real word does.

This love has to be learned.
It's not the innate love.
This is the love that takes time.

When I was four you started with my lesson.
First was to find you out of a sea of so many.
I feel in love with your black button eyes.
This was the test of impulse love.

Then I had to keep you safe.
I couldn't lose you like those other kids did.
I had to protect you and your stitching.
This was the test of protecting love.

Now I can't forget you.
It looks like I don't need you anymore like my friends don't need theirs.
I look like I shouldn't be with you anymore now that I am older.
This is the test of distancing love

Soon i'll have to leave.
I won't be able to keep you with me you wont fit in my luggage.
I will be so cold without you and your soft warmth in my arms.
This will be the test of letting go of love.

Then one day I'll look back at my childhood.
I will not forget our adventures.
I will not forget what you taught me.
This will be the final test of remembering love.
to my stuffed animal a black dog who i named molasses
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