It's feeling cold
& kind of bold,
that fridgid air
North winds blow again,
such a chilling bone
the cloak's we wear
we think we hideout
from our addiction
and our affliction
can't buy it back
keep a course
or stay on track
I got conviction
& stirring diction
this isn't fiction,
& fortunately,
a good depiction
of how a heart works
but no matter what I say
no matter when I stop to pray
on any single given day
it comes,
I feel it there,
I do, I swear,
probably gonna sound all wrong
maybe it won't last too long
but she won't touch you like I do
or  touch you like I could
or love you like you know I would
do I just keep inviting,
rehearsing, reciting,
& just keep on writing
it could be so exciting,
you're in my mind
& if the stars aligned
I think we'd find
two star crossed lovers
who hide beneath covers,
as lips meet
& love tasting sweet,
so delicious & nutritious
you kiss me once
as lightning strikes,
a fever spikes,
out of control
or an asteroid falls,
a nuclear explosion,
a heavenly angel,
he comes & he lands,
into my eager and long waiting hands,
slip past the gaurd & easily spilt sand,
& into my arms,
& safe from all harm,

we,
could find,
a 1 in a billion chance 2 love
&
a 1 in a TRILLION
kind of love. ❤

Cherie Nolan

It's so easy to believe
Through pictures I see
That your life is better
So much better without me

You're going more places
Doing things, meeting people
Smiling brighter, laughing louder
Loving life, never dull

And it's so easy to think
That all of this was because
We broke up, we parted ways
So I think and I pause

But I know I always encouraged you
To go and live out your dreams
I pushed you to explore yourself
But as it now seems

I was just holding you back
From living up to whatever
You're doing now
Your life truly seems better

When I find the girl of my dreams
She needn't be gallant not supreme.
Neither must she be
Pristine and part of the scene.
She does not have to be
Just like me.

My dream girl might be many things, with many traits ascribed to her,
But I only need her
To be one very special thing.

Mine, for now and forever.

Love and hate do they not succle from the same breast ?
are thier ospring not uequivically the same ?
both encircle each other like a dog chasing its tail,
both attract the same emotion,
they are only felt through diferent harmonies.
a soul is a soul,
both weigh the same and measure the same in volume,
it is only their colour that difrenciates one from the other.

Heavy chested I breathe
as the moon whitewashes the night.

The season is changing
and in the wind is the vapor of hyacinth
in the thick of which
the glowworms drink the nectar of night.

They have no philosophy and I have many
like while they dance just for the sake of life
my mind enveloped in obscurity
has shackled my feet and clipped my wings.

I wonder if the glowworms have a mind
that knows when they dance
they have an audience.

Maybe the stars know the same way
when they twinkle.