I want to softly whisper
incomplete poems
on your collar bones
that don't rhyme with anything
but your heavy breathing.

I want to bury my face
in the curves of your neck
because you smell like the winter clouds
and I've been gazing at the sky
since you left.

The script is written
So many dialogues
To deliver
Many roles to play
Demanding schedule
No director’s cut
Make-up, costume
Locations and lights
Cameras rolling
Dialogues with co-actors
Romance, action, drama
Sometimes comedy
Different genres
But the stage is same
The script demands
Actor’s dedication

One night without holding you
Is an eternity of kisses missed
When I don't see you before I rest
My good dreams are dismissed
And I slip into a shallow rut
Swishing in the waves
I try my best to stay away
from anyone awake
Cause I'm afraid to be alone
Without you I am weak
My crippled heart just falls apart
Without you at my feet
I need your love each day and night
So I can be content
You put my heart in your shopping cart
And didn't ask consent
So now each night I'm without you
I miss you with such pain
But when I see you tomorrow
My heart will sing in the rain

Kiss me as the moon rises
Tell me forever is real
Teach me how to love you
And how to make you feel
Take me into the ocean
And bathe me in your love
Wrap me with your warm embrace
Fit us, like a glove
Tell stories of our future
Brag about our past
Tell the world I love you, girl
And maybe we will last
If everyone knows us
To love steadfast and strong
We give hope to all who know
And we're pushed to carry on
Letting go is easy
Living free is hard
So let's just let love sail us on
And throw in all our cards
No more playing games
This time let us be free
And ride the waves the ocean gave
Solely just you and me

“Pretty”
You start telling us so young
Not even letting us take time to smell
To sniff of the world we’re in
Before you pull it from our fingertips
Leaving us with “Pretty”
Making us weaker than we really are
Just by saying “Pretty”
Making the poor girl smiling, feel lesser
Making her want or even need to be more
Making her uncomfortable in her own skin
Too uncomfortable to breath
To let out the air
In fear of looking fat
Because you said “Pretty”
But you don’t see it
You don’t see the damage that you’ve done
You won’t see it
Because you don’t take the time to look
Deeper than her flawless skin
Deeper than her penciled-on brows
Deeper than her plastic nose
Deeper than her silicone filled chest
And deep into her heart
Her mind
And her soul
To see that her smile is fake
And it’s only there because you said “Pretty”
When she was so young
Not letting her have the time to smell
To sniff the world she was in
Before you pulled it from her fingertips
Just leaving her with “Pretty”

You may have heard many stories
But there are stories within you
Waiting to be told to the listener
Who can listen without judging
Stories that transpire gradually
When you have the right words
To describe the exact feelings
Emotions close to the heart
Will one day be laid out
In form of a story
To the concerned listener
Who can connect with you
Through the stories
A heart to heart talk
With the concerned audience

I can't word
I can't math
I can't do anything right.

But I can go left.
I can change my path.
I must let the sun lead the way
Change is inevitable
but I can call the shots.

I invited you for a cup of tea and
You never walked by the window.
Maybe you knocked on the wrong door?
Maybe you stopped to smell the roses.
So I put the mugs outside my house and
You still didn't walk by my house.
Maybe I gave you the wrong address?
Maybe I should have planted some roses.
Then I drank my tea without you and
Smiled at everyone that walked by.
Maybe they had seen you walk by?
Maybe they had planted their roses.
I walked to the roses with your mug and
I couldn't see a glimpse of you.
Maybe we both should admire the roses?
Maybe I need to plant some daisies.