Tonight I will not hold tight to a boy
When the big silver ball drops.

Tonight I will not weep for all the
Swell times I had over the last 365 days.

Tonight I will not toast to new adventures
With the sticky, bubbly drink, in the city that never sleeps.

Tonight I will look into the eyes of my friends and my brother
And we will shout "5-4-3-2-1 HAPPY NEW YEAR!"

Tonight I will kiss the tragedies of 2012
Goodbye, in hopes of not losing more dear friends far too early.

Tonight I will fill up a large beer glass with whatever
Is in the keg, in my friends garage, in my hometown and,
I will make a wish for good health, and love, and of course, new beginnings.

I stood long under stars and trees
clouds transiently swift in winter's eve
memories of yesterday's child, a year to play
a dream, a pond to skate away

Now wintery thoughts are aglow
cool drifts the night through open windows
Owls haunt with delight
they seek to prey,
quick before the light
of sleepy days

I slept and fell deep the well
my soul drinking freely
bathed in sweetest darkness  
depth of sorrow wakes me soon
my joy alights this
morning moon

Does anyone else feel the moon follows just to mock
with that waxing crescent pearly white smile?
The necessary light of my nocturnal path;
regardless of which corner I turn she's comfortably watching.
If only she spoke of the sorrows she felt
so to stop her nightly lamentations.
She holds that smile as merely a facade
one we all know but brush off as odd.
Oh night denizen, your monthly repose
makes me wish I were a star whose light you sang woes.

There's this guy I've met
And he's nice and lovely,
He's warm and fuzzy,
And very lovely.

We're together, I think
And it's very sweet,
He holds my hand
And kisses my cheek.

"I like you." He said
And that was exciting
His affection, addictive
And very inviting.

Fancies me, I know
And turns me on,
When he touches,
It wont take me long.

Wore his top, I did
And it was cutesy,
Kissed my neck,
And pinched my *****.

There's this guy I've met
And he's nice and lovely,
He's warm and fuzzy,
And very lovely.

I swear you're like the ocean,
A beauty on the surface,
Yet...
If I can dive deep enough,
I know that I will find,
A beauty that not many people will ever see.

I told you under the warm sun how awkward I am
I screamed that I can't flirt, the waves washing at our feet
I wallowed in the fact that I make any situation painfully awkward
In a confusing reply, you nodded your head
Proceeded to talk to me
Gave me that false grin that lied when it said "I can fix that"
Made me fall for you while you whispered everything the world had done wrong
Described in extreme detail on how you yourself would make it more beautiful
Then you kissed me
That world that hurt us both, now far away
Things were going to be okay

That was months ago
The snow has replaced the warm air
The waves now frozen
They too wish it never ended
What they don't know, is that people are like continents
Slowly moving farther apart from the day they meet
All I can do is keep telling the ocean that it's okay
She drinks from his mountain springs now
The same springs that poisoned her
While I roam freedom
It's okay, ocean
I'm okay

Thinking hard about you
I got on the bus
and paid 30 cents car fare
and asked the driver for two transfers
before discovering
that I was
alone.

Show me a rock, I'll show you a rose
Show me a model, I'll show you a small town girl
She has a beautiful mind
Seeing the face value of the color in your eyes
I want to know you deeper than you know yourself
Let my body be your canvas
Carve your secrets into me with an ink-less fountain pen, filled with your fiery soul
For I am the mighty oak
My bark will scar over
Your secrets safe for the keeping