streams of the stars
golden leaves
sinking in the fading light
dappled shadows
where the light drowns
its stones and unwraps
the sweetness of the night.

we know it is not right,
but we continue on doing it.
we know we can hurt,
but we never admit.
we know someone might fall in love,
but we have no intention to make them fall.
we know it is never easy to forgive,
but we do not know how to say sorry.
we know it is easy to say good bye,
but we know it is hard to do.
in every thing we do,
there is an equal and opposite reaction.

When will I become a Disney Princess? 
I've done everything, I've worn dresses
When will I get my happily ever after? 
Or will it just end up with my laughter? 

When will I get to swim the seas? 
Like the prettiest Ariel you'll ever see 
When will I lose my glass slipper 
or will my dreams forever shatter? 

When will I fall in love with a thief 
Or is it just a mythical belief? 
When will I kiss my frog prince
I've always wanted this since

When will I grow hair as long as a river that never ends
or will my prince and I just end up as friends? 
When will I fall in love with a beast 
or will it end up with me as the feast? 

When will I get to ride a flying carpet
Huh, will I even get to see it? 
When will I get to fall into a deep sleep? 
When will the magic start to seep? 

That was years ago, when I was still young 
Now I'm not innocent, I've experienced everything
The smoke in the air has filled up my lungs
I am now matured and scared of something

I know that my heart will always be broken
Now I am scared, now I am shaken
Never will I be a princess
Even if I wore my dresses

Because being a princess is only in movies
It's a huge lie, a horrible story 
I'll never get my happily ever after 
And I'll end it with my broken laughter

write a poem about me
and compare my auburn hair
to the twilit autumn sky.

say I’m the most important person
that ever walked into your life.
say it, and mean it.

translate your verses into Italian
and scream them for me at 1am
so I can appreciate but not understand.

love me like no one else has.
show me why I’m a plant
and you’re the sun.

break my heart and fix it up
then break it all over again.
I wouldn’t mind, not at all.

write another poem about me
and compare our memories
to the faded Polaroids we never took.

Morning not unlike the others
Petulant clueless and yet familiar
The city train and the jet flying low
Who perished overnight ?
Take the flower from my hand
You idiots and your vanity
American thrills corporate deals
The baying of a *****-bane of the masters
Blood payments to your gods--hope in exile
Good morning good morning
The record skips while the vortex tightens
Suddenly forgotten
The play on words with hands clenched
My light appears -I am filled
With all that is good in this world
A purposeful long breath then hope
For coffee is in hand once again
All is forgiven today............