Poetry is her escape from reality
She keeps her moments alive
In verse on the page
She tries to erase the bad
And
Highlights
And
Dog-ears
The good ones
Why should I remember the sad stuff?
What can I do with these new feelings
Of old heartbreak?
She puts her pen to the paper
She digresses...

Remember when we first kissed?
We left the party early that night
You squeezed my shoulders
Tight
Between your hands
“Let’s get out of here”
We put on our wool coats
And
Tip-toed over the snow-covered sidewalks
In knee-high boots
And
High-tops
You kissed me underneath the stars and street lamps
University City was our backdrop
You pulled away
And
Everything went hazy
My heart was beating so fast
And my mind was screaming
“Don’t stop.”
In that instant
I forgot where I was and where I was going
“This way.”
We took the elevator to the twenty-first floor
You unlocked the door to your apartment
And you
Let
Me
In
You had me wide open
I was vulnerable
And scared
But
Excited about the night’s possibilities
You know how people tell you
To always keep one foot on the ground?
Well, I didn’t listen
I had both feet up in the air
And
I didn’t care
For the first time
I didn’t care about how loud I was
Or
If anybody could hear me
I wanted them to
Why keep it in?
Why hold it in only to let it burn inside me?
It was my music
It was my song
It was my poetry
And
You helped me let it out
You helped me write it