This boy
with the charming smile and
the intense stare.
The one with a sense of humor
unique enough to send
me into a giggling fit.
The one I go on little adventures with.
The one I share a little bubble with.
The one who opened the door
and brought me into a new world of music.
The one who constantly piques my curiosity.
The one with the ability to turn
my perspective around.
The one bursting with creativity,
with ideas so eccentric,
they make you think.
The one with a sharp mind
and a sharper tongue.
The one with vivid dreams that
I love to read about like novels.
The one with the dark side.
The one who gets depressed for weeks.
The one who's constantly invaded by his demons,
unkowingly taking my own emotions with them.

You.
Yes, you.
The odd one.
Simply put, I love you to death.
Within you are layers under layers
and I wouldn't mind spending my whole life
uncovering each one
and cherishing each part of you I find.
I'm not entirely sure of
what I mean to you,
but telling you that
you mean the world to me
just doesn't cut it.
Doesn't even come close.
I just.
I love you.

One of nine
Greek goddesses
is the definition..
She rises in finery
adorned in her
Greek duality..
But that other
Muse the verb
is a turning
a meditation of
movement..
This is the
singular Goddess
the presence
which gives life
to our attractive
Greek friend...

Three years later
And I still can't bring myself
To  walk that dirt driven path

With every secret,
Every whisper you spoke
Shoved under cracked rocks
And faded footsteps
Waiting to resurface

I'm half stumbling my way
To your name
And  You see,
this whiskey
It tastes like hell
But I can't help sipping
The memory of your lips

You are the rain
That drenches my paper heart
Just enough to tear
With one touch