We promised to always be friends;
Since our first meeting at age 8.
You were adventurously crazed
And I reveled in your crazy.
I had your back from the very start;
As you have mines until the end.

Although, younger years were normal;
From 10th grade things weren’t the same.
When did stubble grow on your face?
When was “****” added to your name?
Did you hear the change in your voice?
I’m starting to feel so deranged.
I’m unable to feel relaxed with you,
But is love a path for us two?

I demand the feelings to cease,
But now I’m curious of what may be.
What if I reveal my puppy love?
Shouting I want more than a hug!
Yearning for your passionate kiss,
And you sensually caressing my hips.

I gather courage to tell you.
Confessing my heart’s lustful truth.
Your manly face reads confusion.
As mines read “Oh ****! I’m losing…
A big smile spreads across your face;
And you say you’re feeling the same way.

Second hand love:
Have I come this far to be a second hand love?
where is my rose, where is my morning smile,
where is my goodnight kiss and
where is my number one guy.

I’m sending all the letters that I wrote to you.
Each on paper; plain, lined or scrap,
in pencil or pen with misspelled letters
and scratched out words.

A text would have been faster
a tweet would have been easier
but I can’t tell you I love you
in any less than 3 pages.

So I’ll take them to the post office
and send them out today
they’ll make it to you first
but I’ll be on my way.

O Brightest and Luminous Supreme
     Ignite us with Divine and absolute Truth.

She echoes God's love,
Her blue orbs and golden hair,
Snatches away his breath.
But he could only admire,
As she was an angel,
And he a human.

I remember the exact moment
when I locked my heart,
I heard the sweet melody
once again in my favorite songs
I felt my skin tightening against
the harshness of the world
And it felt so great, so delightful
no more pain, no more tears,

I never want to conquered love;
I never wanted to feel trapped
I just want to live; I just wanted to be free
I took my life back, and I slowly regain my sanity
I cast out those demons, and then I wrote a poem,
About the demons, love, and lost and my wildest dream

I am now sleeping in a dream of summer weather
As I awake to a wonderful good morning phrases
A phrase, I had lost so long ago,

The caroling birds outside my window
What a beautiful sight?
What a beautiful morning

Mine Salutations in the morning are now like vitamins
Good morning, good morning, good morning strangers
Take these vitamins with you folks, remember this poem
And do remember me.

I never knew of less
Until I went for more
I never knew of peace
Until I left for war

I never knew of death
Until I saw some life
I never knew of refuge
Until I found some strife

                   I never knew
                         Until
               I made things right

I know of love
Because it made me strong
I know of hate
Because it made me wrong

I know of honor
Because I believe in integrity
I know of lies
Because I refuse respectfully

                  I know, because
                         I chose
                      Goodnight