they say you are the sum of your fears.

maybe
that's why
i insist to
amount
to much.

death and dying

is there love still in the air?
does anybody anymore care?
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forget? how dare,
our moral
despair.

a hundred years later,
we still won't repair
the tear stripped too
bare. ever too soon. i can
feel it you in my arms.
swooning you a tune.
our tune, our time.
infantile. without a rhyme.
what is the reason?
that you have been chosen
for leaving? why did God chose
you. over the fight...
I struggle
and always lose
as the ties come
untidily loose

i never had
time to share
one last cuddle.
so shy as you were
we never did speak
but those marble blue
brilliantly hued always
drew my heart weak

I think of you, my Jay
in the dead of night,
i think of you
with every butterfly
that flies in my sight.

what you might
with your might
you are might;
my might:
looking death
without fright.
i look at you.
my guardian cherub
born and true.

i await the next time
you come four your due.

I want to whisk you away
Hold her hand like it's the only thing anchoring you to this planet
Let her wear your jacket (she likes the way it smells)
Tell her she's beautiful
Not hot.
Not ****.
Lot's of girls love themselves from the shoulders on down
Don't make the same mistake
Serenade her with corny declarations of love
I wish I lived in your socks, so I could be with you every step of the way
When life gets hard for her
Do you have a band-aid? Because I think I scraped my knee falling in love with you
When believing you love her gets hard for her
You should be a baker, because your buns are perfect
When looking in the mirror gets hard for her
Let's play Titanic: You be the iceberg, and I'll go down
When you get hard for her
Kiss her on the forehead (but only if you're tall enough to do so easily)
Worship her personality in front of friends
Worship her mind in front of parents
Worship her body in private
Worship her body in public when no one's looking
Never let her go to bed without hearing *I love you
Tie her shoe for her
Wrap your arms around her when she cries
Don't be her Prince Charming
Don't be her Knight in Shining Armor
Be the WHOLE **** KINGDOM
Be her best-friend, boyfriend, and bed-buddy
Don't be a baby: let her take pictures of you
Remember- every touch makes her heart race
Make her heart race
**Then whisk her away