A kiss dissected,
A gentle worship of your mouth,
That warm place my lips called home

i found a book in the garden this morning
the cover boasted two letters-
a bold font
and messy handwriting
like a child trying to prove
that he knew what he was saying-
"us"

the roses thorns cut me when i dug for it
but the blood
shone like smiling rubies
and it didn't hurt
and the earth
under my fingernails
smelled like youth

i found dried red dots
on the first page of the chapter entitled
"where have you been all my life"
and i noticed i wasn't the only one
who felt this way

I can’t and wouldn’t want to undo the things I’ve done,
Good, bad and indifferent all I can say is I’ve had fun.
What matters is not the future and nor is it the past,
What matters is the here and now because life goes by too fast.
Don’t dwell on all of your actions they cannot help or hurt you now,
But there is one certain thing which I do ask you to vow.
When you are going through hell you keep moving along,
For no matter what happens to you things will never end up wrong.
For there is always balance in this world and it will do you well,
To remember this fact when you want to curl up in your shell.
So never be afraid and keep on shining bright,
For no matter how dark things get you always hold the light.