Your smile is like a lovely girl, all covered in flowers
sitting in a shower of sunlight; breathtakingly, achingly beautiful.
Your heart is like a corsair from Spain, heavily laden with gold
and rent in twain; silently waiting on the floor of the sea for someone
to discover its hidden delights.
A kindred spirit with eyes that see and strength of soul with capacity
to share the light that true love brings; soaring to breathless heights
never needing, wanting wings.

The riot time has ended
The dog days are gone too-

The warmth. Gone.
Bliss turns to breeze
Saddles to boots.
Outside to inside.

It's time for harvest to arise--
She opens her eyes,
And kisses the sky with her orange tinted lips.
The sun shys away.
As do the leaves.
As do I.

Snug. Wishing. Waiting.
For bliss instead of breeze.
Waves of the ocean replacing waves of ice.
For Summer to open her eyes.
Remove her disguise,
And romance the skies.

The noon's greygolden meshes make
All night a veil,
The shorelamps in the sleeping lake
Laburnum tendrils trail.

The sly reeds whisper to the night
A name-- her name-
And all my soul is a delight,
A swoon of shame.

how strange; you leave me
hanging on to your words
like parachutes, a smile
dancing across my gratuitous
face; appalachian eyes
the color of melancholy
and mouth of a sailor.

you said, I never thought
that I would miss you
quite this much.
...and my very heart
swooned at the idea of
you, so very far away,
so close to me.

come home to me,
darling, I want to tell you
how much I've missed you.

Boys, Boys, Boys,
Likable, lovable,or lonely,
Some are completely despicable,
You got those hard ***** who are too strong for love, or who will just lead ya on, making you think thoughts you shouldn't about them and
Making you want them more then you should,
Or you got those babies, the ones who refuse to actually grow some *****,
The ones who ask you to forgive them of their weaknesses,
Their shortcomings and their downfalls,
Like seriously?
I'm a girl, not a leaning post who you can depend upon,
Ok, maybe if I knew you more,
But still like, really?
The ones who refuse to make a move, like even afraid to touch you,
What? Do I have cooties or something,
Hold my hand, or hold me,
Come on!
Then you got those ones who don't even know how to communicate,
Or say something worth hearing,  
Please I've heard it all,
How cute and adorable I am,
The Goddess, a queen, labeling me to be one who I'm not,
I'm a human being, one of you!
Last time I checked I was a mortal, not some model of perfection,
But to be put on such a pedestal is simply too much.
So come on guys, get a grip and learn how to stand up for yourselves,
Don't pretend I'm something more then I'm not,
It aint going to work,
I want you as a friend, then a lover, but the crushes are constantly crushing my hopes and dreams of finding that one prince charming