Let's capture this moment forever;
Daisies in your hair,
Bare feet and a white dress,
Pink lips and a pale face.
Your smile is brighter than the sun
As we dance barefoot.
Our mothers are there
Watching you steal my last name
Like I stole your heart
With held hands, we join lips.
I never want this night to end.

Kiss me again, when we're alone.
Slower this time; I want to savor you.
You're mine,
I'm yours;
This is the way it will always be.

Stay with me forever,
Through the grays in you hair,
Wrinkled feet and a faded dress,
Pink lips and a freckled face.
Your smile will still be brighter than the sun
As we dance barefoot.
With held hands, we will join lips.

Kiss me like you kiss me now;
Slow, like you're savoring me.
You'll still be mine,
I'll still be yours;
This love will never end

A storm rages in the darkest part of her mind.
If you look closely, you can see the lightening flash
In her forest green eyes;
Creating something like a forest fire
That leaves you mesmerized.

A storm rages in the darkest part of her soul.
If you get close enough to her, you can hear
The thunder booming in her writing,
Contrasting against her soft demeanor,
Compelling you to read more.

A storm rages in the darkest part of her heart.
But you'll never get close enough to see the rain
Falling out of her eyes,
Diminishing the fire,
Strengthening the thunder.

She thinks she's weak.
But nothing weak can create such a storm.

i.
lovely cigarette
cradled in soft fingers,
inhaled by
smoky lips,
tempting me.

ii.
fingertips grazing
over velvet skin,
traveling with the grooves \
of my body,
electrocuting me.

iii.
darkness engulfs
heaving bodies. '
breath heavy,
hushed moans cut off
by hot kisses,
soothing me.

iv.
one last cigarette,
ending satisfaction.
crooked grins.
smoke swirling above,
embracing me.

Note to lover:
I would jump over stars and through galaxies for you.
Your essence is pure, your heart is gold.
You are worth more than the scars of your past.

Note to past:
You are all-consuming, yet powerless.
Your power lies inn my hands alone.

Note to loneliness:
Though you gnaw at my stomach,
Your sharp teeth piercing my heart,
I refuse to let you win.

Note to winnin:
You're not always worth it.

Note to worth:
You are not defined by the weight that your body possesses.
You are also not defined by lust.

Note to lust:
More people have died at your hands than the hands of love.
You're no better than wealth.
In fact, you warp people,
And we all know there are worse things than greed.

Note to greed:
I am guilty of this sin.
He is mine and mine alone.
I want to keep him all for myself.

Note to self:
Stop trying to squish everything into a box.
Black and white are only spectrums of color.

Note to color:
Brighten this world.
Show me more than black and white and red.
Show me rainbows and miracles.

Note to miracles:
Children believe because they are closest to you.
Too often are you overlooked
Simply because you overpopulate the planet.

Note to the planet:
I'm sorry.

Note to sorrow:
Stop crushing my lungs
And pouring out of my veins.

Note to veins:
Purple, blue, and green have never looked
So lovely, so tempting.
Blood rushes through you with every emotion,
Making you pulse whenever I am with my lover.

Note to lover:
Never open up the boxes in my head,
For all you will see is the past.
And colors.
And lost light that will blind your soul.