For certain he hath seen all perfectness
Who among other ladies hath seen mine:
They that go with her humbly should combine
To thank their God for such peculiar grace.
So perfect is the beauty of her face
That is begets in no wise any sigh
Of envy, but draws round her a clear line
Of love, and blessed faith, and gentleness.
Merely the sight of her makes all things bow:
Not she herself alone is holier
Than all; but hers, through her, are raised above.
From all her acts such lovely graces flow
That truly one may never think of her
Without a passion of exceeding love.

When it starts
To rain,
And rather than complain,
That's when I
Say your name.

When the sky's
Asunder,
And lightning
Joins the thunder,
That's when I
Write your name.

When the storm
Has ended,
And I've finally
Penned it,
That's how I
Sing your praise.

We kinda just went for it,

We didn’t stop, or cared.

He even lost a check with over 100 dollars on it,

But we laughed about it and knew it would eventually show up.

He even punched the horn breaking it to stay on

But we laughed as we made noise through the crowded neighborhoods

We pretty much grew up,

We grew in height but not in thought

He even has the video games we played as kids still,

But we still play it like its new to us.

He even still has the pictures of us getting high together,

But we mocked ourselves remembering the funny nights with all our friends.

We never stopped,

We just kept going, knowing it all would work out.

We kinda just went for it,
We didn’t stop, or cared.
He even lost a check with over 100 dollars on it,
But we laughed about it and knew it would eventually show up.
He even punched the horn breaking it, making it constantly stay on
But we laughed as we made noise through the crowded neighborhoods
We pretty much grew up,
We grew in height but not in thought
He even has the video games we played as kids still,
But we still play it like its new to us.
He even still has the pictures of us getting high together,
But we mocked ourselves remembering the funny nights with all our friends.
We never stopped,
We just kept going, knowing it all would work out.
Good bye, I know I’ll see you someday, when we all float on.

a work of fiction left to the shelves,
i would read us every day.
i would memorize the chapters,
i would cherish every page.
if we were truly just a story,
i could never set us down.
i would respect our safety,
just like other proper nouns.
if we were truly just a story,
i could even make believe,
that you and i,
we are alive,
and this, reality.