Like a puzzle
Frustrating, beautiful,
And in the end fulfilling
Finding the right words
The right thing to say
That helps you express
The way you want to be

Like a bestfriend
A confidant
Pouring your soul out
Because you can
Your fears
Your desires
Your problems
Your choices

Like a snowflake
Always new
Always different
Always unique
Not one is alike

Like a child’s dream;
An ice cream shop
So many choices
Too many choices
You want them all
You hate them all
You can’t have them all

Like a piece of art
Whether paint or clay
Different formats
Different colors
Different shapes
And different sizes

Like an orchestra
All different sounds
Coming together
To make one big,
Beautiful, enthralling
And emotional sound

Because poetry is poetry
Everything works
Everything fits
Nothing is wrong
Nothing is right
Just freedom
In words

The sunset's engulfing the district
I'm fixing my shirt, prepped for the visit

I hug him at the pavement,
an infinite walk,
hands held, intimate statement

My palms are sweating,
mentally hard pressed,
asking myself “how”?
I’m staring at her now

Nothing else matters now
The field's all around us
and truly, it’s all about her now

The cutest boy that I have ever known
He’s closing in, and I hope
I’m no longer alone.

The prettiest girl that I have ever seen,
four-leaf clover is with me
right as I lean closer

I felt it.
The flow of his hair,
My arms around him
I’m loving the passion that we share.

I felt it.
The warmth of her breath,
touching her skin, I remembered
that I’d never forget

Did I disgust him?
No! I think I messed it up!
Try not to cry or react,
haven’t confessed enough.

A little bit of saliva,
a bit disgusting, really,
and my reaction upset her,
but I was acting silly

Even apologized,
the hurt was in her eyes
changing my tone and I kiss her

And in that moment, I was…
And in  that moment, I was…

Ready to grow her a garden,
keep her from looking dour,
so I present her a lily
at the eleventh hour

Ready to darken the skies
just to give him the stars,
and shine a light on this boy,
my angel from afar

Getting some dirt on my fingers
to hand her happiness,
steal the earth to give her the world,
make her the happiest

Take on the role of the moon;
the night sky at its darkest
can’t use its shadows against him
while I’m guiding him through

Now it ended too soon, but it felt like forever
Now it ended too soon, but it felt like forever

Made her a promise that time
will keep us here together

I’m falling for him,
If I’m being honest.
Wanting to be here "forever"?
He just made me a promise!

The kiss was worth the visit.
Her lips tasted very fruity,
least I’d proven that
cooties never existed!

A naïve girl,
Trapped in my crazy world
Many years later, a woman
dealing with daily hurdles

A loudmouth boy,
now a man of my word,
want to reclaim what we had
when that moment occurred

I’m missing him (I’m missing her)
I'm missing him (I'm missing her)

With that moment between us...

...I dream of kissing him.
...I dream of kissing her.

Die into me,

Every kiss is a prayer
As I whisper a prophesy
         To your body.

          The night will keep us
As we constellate our passion.

I die into you,

      I await you on the other side,
There open my soul
      And read the inscription:

   He died a thousand times,
Reborn inside her,
    The Sacrificial Lover.

How the faithful  city has become *****!
She that was full of justice,righteousness lodged in her- but now murderers!
Your silver has become dross,
your wine is mixed with water.
Your princes are rebels
and companions of thieves.
Everyone loves a bribe and runs after gifts.
They do not defend the orphan,
and the widow's cause does not come before them.

Therefore says the Sovereign,
the Lord of hosts , the Mighty One of Israel;
Ah! I will pour out my wrath  on my enemies,
and avenge  myself  on my foes!
I will turn  my hand against you;
I will smelt away your dross as with lye and remove all your alloy.
And I will restore your judges as at the first,
and your counselors as at the beginning .
Afterward you shall be called  the city of righteousness, the faithful city.
Zion shall be redeemed by justice, and those in her who repent , by righteousness .
But rebels and sinners shall be destroyed together,
and those who forsake the Lord shall be consumed.
For you shall be ashamed of the oaks
in which you delighted;
and  you shall blush for the gardens that you have chosen.
For you shall be like an oak whose leaf withers;
and like a garden without water.
The strong shall become like tinder,
and their work like a spark;
they and their work shall burn together,
with no one to quench them.

How much is a memory?
Burned feet on the hot concrete?
A skinned knee or a papercut?
Maybe it's the wasted nights, or a dead phone,
Lonely nights spent at home
Waiting on something to "be"
Something worth being happy,
Until you find it, and smile,
The one memory that makes it all worthwhile.