you have that good sense of balance
affecting us at one glance

you have that awareness in danger
like a body within a solid timber

you look so gentle
like a baby blowing her first birthday cake's candle

you have the crown
that gives you strength to not frown

you have that unalterable aura
the way you look so optimistic
like you hold nothing but all the brightness in this world

you have that absolute fineness
like an angel floating down so perfectly



yes you are,
yes it's you,
and your smile,
that says it all

She's beautiful
I look on with such envy
Remembering the days you held me
Full of self pity
Feeling empty
Wondering why I need a man to feel worthy
I spilt the milk and cried myself silly
Leaving the mess to remind me of my folly
Note to self : I'm sorry
As I wipe my own tears missing my stability
He never even loved me

i said,
i can find beauty
in anything
and everything.

addiction is anything.
addiction is everything.

*but it is not beautiful.

He kissed the ocean's surface,
sent his love right out to sea,
because his lover left him
in the heart of Italy.

I want to be a child
Picking daisies
And running
And falling on the floor.

I want to be a child
Yearning for attention
Dancing around the living room
On my father's weathered toes.

I want to be a child
Trusting
Fearless
Ignorant.

I want to be a child
I want to love again
With the eagerness of a doe
Bouncing around playfully.

But I can't be a child
Because you broke me
And my pieces
Will not wield to me
Anymore.

Rather, they wield to you,
Waiting for their owner to
Return and fix them
Back to basics.