I’m glad I had the opportunity
To be your ocean
I’m sorry that my waves
Have crashed.
I hope that in the future
When the time is right
I will be able to soar again with you.
It’s difficult to feel
So alone and vulnerable.
At moments, I feel as if I have nobody
Who understands but myself.
The pain I feel in my heart
Brings me down at times
Throughout the day.
I feel drained
I don’t want to do anything
I just want to lay in my bed
And sleep.
Sleep is the only way
I can escape these pains
In my chest.
I wake up constantly at night
Unless I do something to help me forget.
The moment I awake
I feel that something is missing.
I have to force myself to eat
Because I don’t have an appetite.
I know that with time
I will grow out of this.
I’m trying with everything I have
To be strong
And it’s difficult.
Please know that
I am always here for you
If you ever need advice
Or just someone to talk to.
I believe the best relationships
Are the ones that you thrive in
The ones you grow as a person in
And the ones that make one another
Better for themselves.
I’m glad I was able to experience that.
Honestly, this love is like
Nothing I’ve experienced before
It’s better
It’s fuller
And it’s exceptional.
I think that’s why
It hurts so much
That I lost you.
I hope one day
Our hearts will combine again
As one.
Now just isn’t the right time
But know that I love you
And will always love you
No matter what happens.
My heart is hurting
But it’s for the best.

Maybe after sighting
Each other buck naked
That ends the fighting
About whose is bigger
Or whose are real.
There ceases to be a trigger
Of envy, or competition,
As being clothes free
One is in no position
To hide behind frippery.

It is difficult to be snobbish
About your fabric and style
When all you are wearing
Is a sun hat and a smile.
Acting like you are a ****
Of taut body and shape
Wearing nothing but a sock
Makes you a target of japes
About getting over yourself
And maybe even getting real.
It really is that kind of situation;
That basic kind of reality deal.

Most of what is artificiality
Disappears when you’re ****.
It gets easier to face reality
And much harder to be rude.
We quickly see that we are
We are sisters and brothers
And we do not need to live
By rules of fathers and mothers.
They were taught to be afraid
Of body parts called ‘naughty bits’;
Words like ‘nasty’ and ‘stop that!’
You adults can say, ‘I want none of it.
I’m through with thinking my crotch
Is something evil, sick and twisted.
Take my genitalia out of the book
Where you have sinfulness listed.
I exist as nature has made me
And it is wrong of you to correct
The natural person as I was born
Being a ***** is just a side-effect
Of being raised by people who
Were never raised quite right.
Maybe if everyone were ****
That would end the need to fight.

Words are harmless, so they say,
That's where the problem starts;
Sticks and stones
May break our bones
But words will break our hearts.



Words are harmless, so they say,
And point you to their charts;
It's harmless fun,
No damage done.
But... Who will mend our hearts?



The x-rays show no damage
Where words have scathed across,
But it still feels hard to manage,
And leaves you at a loss.



Words are harmless, don't complain,
That's where the problem starts.
It's quite absurd-
A single word-
Enough to break our hearts!



But words are harmless, they maintain;
The subject of their parts,
No less or more,
So let them pour
From all our broken hearts

Here's my little crevice of the world to you.
Humidity mischievously enjoys tampering with your hair,
And Heat yearns to tint your skin.
Rain shares her serenity with us on the sweetest of nights,
And dear friend Wind delivers the coolest of breeze.

My crevice is not a wonder, nor an attraction,
Although it shares the rarest of beauties to rest your eyes on.
When the Lady Sun rises, her strength spills and pours over.
Clouds dance at her humble arrival, and the stars are outshone-
Making way for a sight to see.

He follows
my topography
like a disciple
tracing contour lines
seeking
heaven within
he is the rapture
his devoted hands
take me there.