There was a time when the Owl was the lover of Sound.
Sound was a beautiful creature, full of laughter and life and raucous vitality.
Sound loved the Owl, and the Owl loved Sound.  
They would perch in the trees together, laughing, listening to the calls of the peepers and the crickets yells.
Sound would joke, maybe I’ll leave you, go live with them.
        The Owl would laugh, who would you go to? Who could love you more than I?
Time passed, and they were in love.
But Sound began to notice a change.
        The Owl became sickly, thin, gaunt.  Laughs turned to coughs, jokes to weak smiles.
        The Owl didn’t eat.  How could he, when Sound accompanied him on all of his hunts? The Owl didn’t sleep.  Sound may have loved the night best, with its echoes and reverberations in the dark, but daytime was also filled with Sound’s calls, and the Owl could not tear himself away.
Sound begged the Owl, go, eat, sleep!  The Owl didn’t listen.  He refused to leave Sounds side.
        Sound knew that seeing the Owl like this hurt more than being separated from him.
That night, the Owl slept.
He slept all night and all day and when he awoke, it was night once more.
        He rustled his feathers, but, to his surprise, Sound was not there.  
He opened his beak to call forth.  But Sound was still absent.
He searched all throughout his home, becoming increasingly frantic.  Sound was gone.
The Owls pain and confusion rushed forth.  He opened his beak silently again, then threw himself into flight.
        Sound did not accompany him there, either.
The Owl flew all night.  His eyes grew large from searching, his hearing keen, and he stretched his neck looking every way looking for Sound.
As morning broke, the Owl returned to the perch he had shared with his love.  He listened to the calls of the peepers and the crickets yells, alone.  He closed his now- wide eyes, and, from the depths of his being, he crafted a reply, a plea, a call.
        “Who”
Who could love you more than I…

Effulgent.
That was my word of the day today.
i-FUHL-juhnt.
Of all the words in the English language,
this
This is my favorite.
It means: "Shining brightly, radiant."
It shares the same meaning as the name I was born with.
On any other day, I'd love this word without second thought.
But today
Today it makes me sad.
Not because it's nothing new
and not because it's something old
but because today,
of all days,
I don't feel it.
I ask myself
"When was the last time you allowed yourself to shine brightly?;
When was the last time you were radiant?"
Now, we're not talking about lighting up a room,
oh no.
We're talking blinding,
light-up-the-night-sky
and
outshine-the-sun
brilliant.
My light,
whether I like it or not,
has dimmed
considerably.
It no longer bursts from every part of me,
be it my lips when I speak
my eyes when I see
my ears when I hear
or even
my hands
so tiny and soft
that when they reach out to touch another soul so profoundly
that we both are changed forever.
Now, they reach for nothing
they feel nothing---
except the dark
that has caused me to fade
into a somber glow,
throbbing with only a hint of life left in it.
So where did my light go?
Where did it run off to now
for the millionth time
in my nearly 23 years of life?
What little unlit corner did it tuck itself away into
far from the prying eyes of the world and the people in it?
I wish I knew.
For if I knew,
I'd run
run towards it at the speed of sound
trying desperately to catch up---
only to find that it is just
just
out of my reach.
But that's the way the story goes, right?
In life, there are no happy endings;
instead we're always chasing dreams
and
wishing on stars,
hoping to one day find that singular moment where we
WE
are effulgent.

Okay this one will be random,
Let's call it Number Two.
Please forgive me for the rhyme scheme,
Cuz I'm still kinda new.
Sitting here at work,
Lookin at the sky blue.
Feelin kinda hungry,
Want some good food to chew.
My girl is home making chicken,
You gonna save me some boo?
Hey look a little bird!
By my window it just flew.
This is getting kinda lame...
So I'll say okay I'm through.
I bet you didn't like this..
Well who the F--- asked you?

I could
I would
I should
Ask
But something holds me back
Something stops me,
From walking into the unknown
And speaking your name

I long for contact but can't connect
Leaving myself unknowing and lame
If you were to sit there next to me
It would be..

Well this is the first,
and its gonna be fun.
Couldn't think of a title,
So I'll just call it Number One.
Its about a girl,
if im the bullet she's the gun.

Been putting this off,
lack of motivation is to blame.
But now i realize,
this is no longer a game.

I'm in love with this girl.

She is my sword,
and I'm her shield.
Only one I'd trust by my side,
on the Battlefield.

Called life...
Down the road,
I think I'd call her my wife.
Love so hot it would cut butter
no knife...

She would make it a home,
my bachelor pad.
I feel this strongly,
despite the words from my dad.

See we just hit a bump,
in this road of strong emotion.
A love without logic,
such a strange notion.

Its like time is moving slow,
are we moving a bit fast?
I want our love to grow,
I want this love to last.
I have to let go,
of my mistakes from the past.

Spilled milk,
Broken art.
One thing I forgot..
I should have known from the start...
There is no logic..
Once I have her heart.

Hold me in your arms
Drown me in your kiss
I never knew that
True Love could feel like this

They tell me I'm naive
And too young too
My understanding and
My thoughts are skewed

But all I know
And all I believe
Is that someday we'll meet
And you'll run away with me

Promise me once
And promise me this
That we'll meet under the waterfall
And you'll drown me in your kiss

If you were the sky
Then I'd be the sea
And when you shined bright
It would reflect in me.
When you're at rest
Then I am steady.
If you wanna get rough
I'm always ready.
Past closing at the bars
If you show me the stars
I'll open right up
And cast them out far.
And on the darkest night
If you won't shine a light.
Then I'm silent alongside you
Until you feel right.
We'll meet at the horizon
Where lovers will stare
And wonder with passion
Why they can't meet there.
And you'll share me a kiss
As bright as two suns.
When they meet in the middle
I'll know the days done.
And I can tell that's your way of saying to me.
Goodnight my love.
If you were the sky and I were the sea.