My wick is underneath the surface
trying to catch the flame

as the wall between me and the air shrinks,
the light glows deep
the sun penetrates me
the sea holds me here,
breath in my pocket,

and you are behind my eyes



I swear, I swear that I'm beautiful.
This time when I open myself
a thousand singing birds will
fly from me full force
I will be metal.
and rain.
and sea.
and storm.
and calm.
mostly, I will fall with the flowers
and be skin colored.

I will not need a kiss to be awakened
but I'm looking forward to our paths crossing,
wanderer
Your eyes eat the broken meadows
and glaze over, snow-dusted, in the mountains.

He is thunder.
His laughter booming. You hear him laugh and you want to know the joke. He is hi-fives and gum and lucky pennies and songs and light and stars and dreams.

She is lighting.
She extraordinarily radiating. Lose her and you'll miss her. But catch her and you will never regret waiting to take that picture. She is pinky promises and chocolate and rain and sunsets and kisses and sand.

They are the definition of imperfectly amazing.  They are reason for Friday. They are old photographs with memories brimming at the edge. They are bonfires and hands fitting together like two long lost puzzle pieces finally reunited.

They are often mistaken

They are usually  forgotten

They are moments, they are time.

They are you, they are me

They are **us.

When first I loved,
I listened to myself.
I heard it from
within my gut
that I should tell:
I loved.  I loved!
Oh, why did I listen
to myself?  Yet
how I loved!

First I loved, then
reasoned with myself,
and this I heard:
I love!  I love!
Oh, why did I not
listen to myself
when I did love?

Oh, why is there
another me
inside myself?
And how she loves!

What is love
Thats the question everyone wants to know
Love is never letting go
Love is knowing they love you even when they are giving up
Love is not wanting to let go
Love is being scared to say good bye at night because you are afraid that in the morning they will be gone
Love is having your heart torn up in front of you a hundred times and still wanting more
Love is watching as they find someone else and knowing you will still be there for them
Love is waiting for that moment you fear will never come
Love is wanting to die rather than live without them
Love is being scared of getting everything you ever wanted except the one who mattered
Love is seeing them in everything you do
Love is crying at your favorite memories
Love is telling them every secret you've ever had
Love is listening to every song on the radio and thinking to yourself that is us
Love is that feeling that no matter what we do we cannot escape it
Love is staring deep into their eyes and knowing they love you
Love is being scared they won't be happy
Love is wanting them to leave when they have given up
Love is the one thing that scares everyone more than death
Love it faking a smile when it hurts to even think about life without them
Love is never wanting to wake up the next day because you know they are already gone
Love
This is what love is to me
But what the hell do I know I'm just a kid
Just a kid thats willing to give the world just to get a minute with her
He's just a kid
He cant understand love
He
.
.
.
Just
.
.
.
Can't

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The Definition of Beauty is
That Definition is none—
Of Heaven, easing Analysis,
Since Heaven and He are one.

This is not your role. You're not here to stay. But don't forget your lines. Say it anyway... "I love you. I can't live without you in my life. I want to make you my wife"

You play the part well! but you're not the one. You will be replaced when the real star comes.

Of course my part doesn't change. I will promise to love you forever. I will say my heart is yours. That with you my life feels better. But these words aren't meant for you. I'm just practicing my lines. I'm so good at it now.  I've been rehearsing a long time.

You're just another stand in. In a long line of men. The auditions have not finished. That they will, who knows when? But your role here is done.. Call in the next one...

© 2012