i rolled up the sleeves of  my sweater
and felt the impertinent nagging
of the cold frost in this winter weather
the need to stay warm diminished
this new sensation left my tingling skin satisfied
in the cold frost that too soon relinquished
gray haze consumed the sky
sunlight was no longer evident
this cold frost inundated all but one single cry
that cry was my own asking for a change
and in that very second
the cold frost turned into a heavy snow, spotting my arm like mange
the last of the sun disappeared behind a dark cloud
without even a last glance
i imbibed the cold frost as it never made my skin tingle so proud
my skin that longed for my clarion winter
to feel something new that was not warmth
thank you cold frost, my beautiful summer dissenter

your pallid expression and impoverished demeanor
left everyone astonished as your quivering opulence was revealed
you lived the high life yet chose to burrow yourself in the dirt
in a dire attempt to conceal your true wealth
you bought crystals instead of diamonds
all for the satisfaction of being thought of as equal
when in reality all everyone truly wanted was to be grand
to flaunt their own diamonds
their diamonds that can easily be shattered
while yours could travail
without a scratch

I want to scream
I want to yell
But then you do that cute little thing
Where you pull me in close,
and tell me you love me

I try to move on
I try to forget
But I can't help but forgive
Every time you gently cup my face in your hands,
and kiss my pouting lips

You've made me angry
You've walked out on me
But then I hear a knock on the door at 2 a.m.,
and there you are standing with a bouquet of daisies
(you know those are my favorite)

We laugh
We cry
But the good, happy crying,
and it makes me feel the intimacy

This endearment
This relationship
It all seems to be a mess
But I couldn't wish it any less dysfunctional,
and trust me when I say this

I love you.
I love you dearly,
you crazy, crazy boy

crystal clear water
brimful with tides,
rising high
because of stranger moon in the night sky
unbridled waves crash
foaming about the shore,
and shells contiguous between sea and the ocean floor
all is in place;
its serenity ingrained
into the depths of the earth's mantle, and peace remains
without giving a notion to the destruction
lying just beyond the sea
as if to degrade the tortuous world
that is not the recluse known as the ocean
where all is free.

I am a **** in a beautiful garden
Pluck me out and dispose of me
Before I poison everything
For I'll never bloom like a rose