How can I love you,
Say so little,
But mean so much,

How can a punch and kick,
mean I love you,
but it does and it did.

How can music move you in a good way,
then tear your soul apart,
but it will and it does.

How can a child be unruly,
They are what you made them,
But they're individual,
They are you.

I am sane, you be too,
sweep me off my feet
but not unless I am wearing socks.

Fill my heart with hope everyday
except for Wednesdays
that is when Survivor is on.

Only take up a quarter of the bed,
I need my space but only if I
have all the pillows.

Never make me worry,
Unless its about things I have no control over
You know I do be all over that ****.

Bless me with smiles and kisses,
After you have brushed your teeth
with your own toothbrush of course.

Always answer my texts,
Even if you have no time
from liking all my "Crazy Cat fail" statuses.

Do not cheat on me with someone better,
My two other bits on the side
will not take kindly to you hurting me.

A ceiling made of glass, why can't they let me be,
feast upon someone else's bones,
I do what they wished they could,
Their envy only frees me.

I act on natural instincts,
they are caged among gentlemen
Who are bigger freaks than I ever will be
they hide it well.

At least I am obvious

If only we could buy numbness ,
It would make this all bearable
but then where would all the fun in life be?
I like to feel the sun on my skin occasionally.

All that gold never glittered,
I guess they were right, we will never know if they were wrong.

I breath in truth like air,
the shadows are different at night,
We were wise trapped in stupid.
How rock star of us.

The ice eventually thawed,
now we get to float on its current state of being.

Strength in numbers is hard when you fly solo,
ascending the mountain was difficult,
former friends cluttered the trail,
Alas it was them or us.

My name is not hush,
but I also answer to Who

If I could mail you the ocean,
or kiss you the sea,
to swiftly dismiss the notion
that you would be happy sans me.

If I could cage you a rain forest,
or spit you the trees,
would it calm all your nerves
for there is shelter among leaves.

If I could punch you a breeze,
or bottle you a tornado,
would it blow away your shame,
they do not know what you know.

What if I tamed you a wildfire,
Or danced with an inferno,
would it thaw your cold shoulder,
to resist the warmth that I showed you.

If I could halt you an avalanche,
or pause you a blizzard,
would it rebound you back up again,
or just bury you more deep and hard.

If I could flood you a desert,
or soak you in sand,
would you want to swim with me forever,
no need for food, water or land.

You seem so legit for a guy your age,
if not a little tired and worn looking.
I glance at your blistered hands
and sympathize.

You too, while climbing the ladder of life,
slipped on every ******* rung.

Wise and controlled, laser focused even,
if not a little non nonchalant.
I glance at your weary eyes
and nod.

Nothing that real can be ugly,
excluding myself.

Rustic and rugged is words likely used,
if they got over your glass jaw that is.
I glance at your never still lips
and sigh.

No others will see what it looks like
when clouds kiss.