You smile at me and, suddenly,
I find I understand
The little plan you must have just devised

To make me fall for all of you
You take me by the hand
And show me how love songs are improvised

- p. winter

I wonder how much I don't remember
That I swore would break my heart forever.

I wonder if times of trouble today
I'll think of, smiling, come next year's May.

- p. winter

Time and time again,
I let the laces unravel.
Sutures over a scar
Beginning to fade.
My heart, at last, starts to open,
And then, inevitably...
The laces snap,
The scar bleeds,
And I have to heal again.

- p. winter

Glide through a glen with me,
Made of my memories:
Painful portrayals of
Personal effigies
Drowning in dread, and the
Dreams that will ever be
Ripping through every reverie.

Soar through a sky with me,
Clouded by cries of re-
gretfully festering
Feelings inside of me,
Longing for love and a
Lover of piety,
Someone who someday won't lie to me.

Walk down a way with me
Desperate for deity,
Scouring for someone to
Save me from slavery,
Hanging for hopefulness,
Hardened by hate and the
Fear of freedom as a rarity.

Take every turn with me,
Listen and learn from me
Buckling under the
Breaking and burdening,
Trying to cherish a
Childish eternity,
Praying for pref'rence in purgat'ry.

- p. winter

I wish for my work
To bring a smile - and smiling
To not be such work.

- p. winter

Feeling is weakness
And loving is pain:
A lesson I’ve learned
Again and again.

You’re gonna get shot
If you sit like a duck,
So put up your walls, baby,
Don’t give a ****.

- p. winter