laying next to me,
she's beautiful.
The sheets follow the curves of her body.
Downwards, cutting left,
and right.
the sharp cuts of her curves;
while she slowly breathes.
She's asleep.
However, the excitement her body brings
would make you think otherwise.
I hear her laugh
her groan
mumble
giggle
yell
smile
cry
echoing in the depths of my head
just by looking at her beautiful face.
My bed
an oversized canvas.
laying here is a beautiful work of art
curled up
peaceful
asleep.
I smile.
As I sit on this canvas with her;
this
artistic piece
i become part of the composition
I feel like i belong here
painted together as one.

It has been a while
Since I’ve seen you last
Haven’t heard your voice
Or even your splash

It has been a while
And from that you’ve turned cold
With time spent together
You’ll turn new back to old

It has been a while
And I can’t wait to feel
Your embrace at my feet
Making imagination turn real

It has been a while
I now have a notion
The weather is just right
To unite me and the ocean

I hate the way you look
At me, you make me sick
You pick and choose
When you want to care
I can't bare to talk to you
I move when you walk
Towards me, I turn away

I can't look anymore
Go walk out the door
Like you always do
I wanted to
Give my love to you

You see,
You meant the world to me
But you left and I wept
I tried and I cried
There's no tears left inside
Now my heart, it is empty
My mind will not let me
Think; cause I blink
Then its gone, I was wrong
To think you'd sing along

To this song I am writing
For you this is frightening
That I could feel this way
From the things you did say
They made me believe
This was more than it seems
Then you leave and i’m lost
No one else pays the cost
Of the heartache you brought
But something you have taught

That with or without you
Life goes on and on
I am no longer torn
'tween the lies and the *******
I quit, don’t come back
Cause i’m done, you have won.

It's a Saturday night
Busy, loud
No time to relax

Wiping off tables
And filling up glasses
She is the busgirl

Stressed out and rushed
She runs to the door
In the bread room he stands

Tall, unready
Belt still in hand
He flashes her a smile

She’s seen him before
Months prior to this
Remembering without hesitation

Unfocused and dazed
She forgets what she needed
Running out embarrassed

Sending food in and out
The kitchen door swings
Through the little window she sees him

With warm set eyes
And a smirk thats contagious
She catches it like the flu

Cant hold back
Both thinking, searching for a reason
To get another glance

The rush of her blood
Anticipation on her mind
He turns the corner

Cutting in front of him
He tugs on her hair
She blushes

The night comes to an end
He walks her out
Dragging with each step

In his car they wait
Conversation still growing
Effortlessly, comfortable

Not wanting it to be over
She kisses him on the cheek
This is the end of a new beginning

Summer...
The warmth of your touch burns my skin,
As we lay in the sand; hand in hand
Soaking up the sun who has been hiding

It has been a while since I felt this way
Nervous. Unsure of the changing weather
I close my eyes to let the waves clear my mind

Autumn...
As time passes the light of the sun goes out
Leaving us to illuminate our own way
The autumn breeze sends a chill through my bones

Still hand in hand, he looks at me
His eyes golden with the different colored leaves
My heart drop like the sudden change in temperature

Winter...
The air gets colder
As do we
Expected. A change in surrounding

We try to push through the hardships
Joining the sun in its struggle to breakthrough
Learning more about each other

Spring...
The weather eases
And the heat of our love ignites the sun
Inviting it to return to its place on earth

Growing as one with the flowers around
I feel raindrops as he starts to kiss me
Unbothered. We stay unmoved

Summer...
The rain clears
There is nothing but rays
Still hand in hand we are back at the beginning

The seasons will change and so will we
The no matter the weather
Our love will always remain

Earth.
Destroyed by humanity
The air thick with frustration

The wind blows with anger
As it attempts to pollinate
It shoves the leaves around

Standing their ground
The trunks remain unmoved
Only shaking their heads in shame

The brilliant sun hides
Behind the nimbus clouds with waits
Accumulating its sanity

Our selfishness overpowers
And the natural beauty is lost
Materialists. Unaware of our surroundings

Nicolette is a teenager.
Young and reckless.
Independent, she keeps her feelings hidden.

Always smiling.
Differences set her aside.
No one the same as her.

Although her friends are similar,
She still stands out.
Charismatic, outgoing.

A social butterfly.
Laughing, childhood memories, so far gone.
Her future even farther.

Nicolette feels maturity growing upon her.
Students and professors see the struggle,
but don’t see through.

Friend in the next room.
Spends four years as mates,
Still knows nothing.

Her life's moving on,
As if someone's robbing time.
She puts a profile to the case.

Just like all the rest.
Investigated and collected information,
Nicolette’s her own criminal.