Somewhere in the shadows I found you.
I don't recall what I was searching for.
I don't remember how I got there.
But I recollect the overwhelming warmth of finally feeling complete when my eyes happened upon you.
When I close my eyes I still see your bright brown eyes find mine for the first time.
And in that moment we were one.
In that moment you were mine, and I yours.

In this morning glow
I bask
arch my back like
an Egyptian cat
stretch into the sun
casting off
the saltiness that has
almost drowned me
I step out of briny waters
and move towards the sweet
draw it up into cupped palms
and pour it all over me
Its coolness kisses
my skin
it runs
         down
               my body's curves
touching secret places
hitting private nerves
if the body is a temple
then mine has become
my shrine
and I treat it with reverence
for it houses
my piquant, flavored mind
It provides shelter
for the heart
almost bursting through
my chest
But I feel it calming down,
                                      now
after stormy weather wet
Now it is time
                 to submerge
into the clear flow of crystalline
to enjoy the pleasure
           of liquid love
in myriad hues of blue
                          and green
So here I come, fish
Make room below
let me through
the gentle whirlpool spin
I am diving into
the rapture
of the succulence
                  within

There are words spoken of weapons.
Armor.
Forging steal.
And pathways.
A multitude of metaphors.
Depicting ignorance in force.
The odds continued to stack higher than my eyes could count.
As I used any and all tools at hand to resist the constant pressure.
Only with each randomly reckless swing.
Did the collateral damage become ever so apparent.
It was only when I let it all fall.
The mountain of mistakes.
And the pointless armor I foolishly wielded.
The very one I had constructed to fend of the darkness.
Blighted my existence.
Fused my already dim soul with its malice.
It's was only when her arms gently wrapped around my monsterous figure.
Did the hatred recide.
Tears of sorrow anointed me anew.
Trembling.
The will to stand and face my demons builds.
But it's her hand on the small my back that rejuvenates me fully.
Her presence which drives me
Surrounds.
And guides me.
I must be forever vigelent.
For the dark whispers beckon all the more.
A war of two worlds.
And so called single mind.
I accept the demon within.

the ghosts are there but only if you think about them
it's funny how much the non believers don't see
nothing is worse than dying
except for wandering these streets alone
i found a cold fox
hidden in some paradox
most people called it the 'April Snow'
it's funny how suicide in theory
sounds like walking off of
the edge of a burning map
but it's really all of the friends you have lost
shutting down your organs
slowly
one at a time
so when you lose everyone
there seems to be no other choice

but there is you and we are us
and this the only reason
i choose to stay a while

Some want to be remembered
for their touchdown record.
Some want to be remembered
for their body count.
Some want to be remembered
for their brilliance.
But I want to be remembered
for my kindness.
I will admit, I look back and remember the boy who always scored the touchdowns that always made our student section roar and fill with happiness.
I will admit, I look back and remember the girls who told funny, yet repulsive stories about their adventures of sleeping with random guys.
I will admit, I look back and remember the brainiacs and how they could make something as minuscule as a piece of gum a deep conversation starter.
But I will also admit, that looking back they have no significance to me.
Looking back, I remember the people who were kind above all else, I think of those people more frequently and hope they are doing well.
I remember those people and admire them for staying positive in a world so hopeless and full of hate and negativity.
I remember those people and feel a little less alone and know that they would be there if I called.
I wonder if those people are out in the world right now, spreading even more positivity and making others feel a little less insignificant.
I aspire to be remembered by kindness.