he loves that amazing person
                                      in his life
but all that he would ever wish:
may I express my longing,
my desire
to love more than I can ever give?

can he secretly share a kiss?
a sizzling but sweet spark
that none can intrude in;
beauty in the dark.

he only wishes to
able to walk around town,
arms around his lover,
        or just holding hands, giving coded glances
because to each other, they are bound.

But Alas! society
considers their actions to be depravity
minds of millions so ignorant and selfish!
I am very disappointed by humanity.

the sanctity of the [insert religious book]
all the rules they must follow
or so they claim
why are their heads so hollow?

Love is love, no matter felt by whom,
why does gender have to matter
I dare ask?
You better get your senses back together.

if you don't,
he cannot freely love his dearest him,
she cannot kiss her lover's lips under the stars,
and only desperately wish for a whim.

because of restrictions thrown about
set by whom?
who dares decides what they can
                        and cannot do?

Speaking with only seventeen years seen so far,
I say assuredly, the secret to longevity is Insanity.
Once a day -Twice to be Safe, Thrice to be sure- take two spoonfuls of Crazy.
Dance, Sing, Cry, Scream in Wonder!
Yell at the Universe, I am here! I see, I feel, I love, Oh
I am here! See me, Smell me, Shake me with passion
And a Sweet Scatterbrain

they tell her she is pretty on facebook
and truth be told,
she has a face like a southern bell...
but she sits with her hands folded
and her ankles crossed
and tips her head ever so slightly to the side,
chin raised
light glinting off
the brooch on her kohl's sweater...

she is not pretty
to me.

she has perfect cheekbones
big eyes
pouty lips
but she sits
like a doll
stiff,
posed,
placed
perfectly
intently
eyes
bright
i want to
smack her until the rag doll comes out
she is too perfect
too sweet
she is so sweet
that she is
sour
to me

I'm not afraid of heights
And I'm not afraid of snakes

I don't mind the dark
And small spaces aren't so bad

My nightmares aren't about demons
Or monsters or death

I'm afraid
Of the day he stops caring

I dread the day
He moves on

My nightmares are him not being there
And not having his hugs or kisses

My biggest fear
Is losing the one thing I can't live without

Because how can something live
Without the sun?

location and destination
undetermined and unknown

cell phone shuts down, battery dead
no one can find me now

I could get lost
hop on a train to Juneau, Alaska if I wanted

nobody would know or realize
vanished from society

the feeling of being completely disconnected
engulfs my soul

location and destination
undetermined and unknown
sounds like an adventure to me

stargazing at the cheap glow in the dark stars
from my tiny dorm room bed
while the lights were still on
and the stars weren't at all glowing
we essentially were just staring at the ceiling
looking as if something was going to happen
and at that very simple moment
I was happy