He woke well before dawn
Pulling his husky body from the warm comforts of his bed
Today is the day, hard decisions need to be made
He settles in, whisky on the rocks, and his trusted amigo, Henry the  Hummingbird
The list is long, so he checks it twice
There was Jinxxed for Life,  Mina Steele and Richard Barnes.
Lexi Smith and can't forget Wolfspirit with his beautiful lyric
S Creeker and the enchanted soul of Ember Eravescent
News blaring from the radio temporarily distracting him from the task at hand
Just Melz and Wordvango
Whatever happened to the Samantha's, Joseph's and the Vicki's.
Blue eyes dancing reflecting "R" crinkling at the humour of Hank Helman
They've all been naughty for sure
Nice, that would be such a bore
Cheers to the world of poetry and all its glory

Words themselves are beautiful.
What's not beautiful,
is stringing them together
to make something ugly.

Have you ever had an average day,
feeling perfectly fine,
but when you get home
one small thing triggers something
that makes you stressed,
that makes you cry,
that completely ruins
your perfectly average day.

I know that insecurity isn't pretty,
*which is how I also know that I'm not beautiful

I felt you.
I didn't admit it, not until later,
But I did.
You crept up on me,
The way the sunrise creeps over the horizon, burning a path across the sky.
At least that's what I had thought.
In reality, I knew what was happening.
And I didn't move to stop it.
I didn't want to.
Who wants to stop a wave?
There's no point. They come and go, whether we want them to or not.
I thought you would come and soon be gone.
But you stayed.

I don't love you the way I did yesterday,
Because I love you more and more every second.
I don't love you the way I did yesterday,
Because I'm not the same person as I was then.
I don't love you the way I did yesterday, because if I did I would still be here

Today I burst open, spilling my love for you with words,
Leaving no doubt that it's impossible for me to love you the way I did yesterday.