You are a king and you have your own kingdom
I am a queen, and I have my own realm
We both have our own rules, our codes in time
I will never follow yours but mine

when the leaves are turning red,
time is rife with parting words
as we say goodbye instead

of hello to fleeting birds,
and the schooners out at sea.
time is rife with parting words.

hidden in the poetry,
of the gypsy butterflies
and the schooners out at sea.

then return with stronger ties,
to the pattern in the wings
of the gypsy butterflies.

an imagination sings,
bland acoustics of an ode
to the pattern in the wings.

branches creaking secret codes
when the leaves are...

Born under the guise
Of endless possibilities
Raised to believe the old adage
2b or not 2b
Wherein the outcome of life
Is limited only by the edge of infinity

Truth is, there is only binary code
Open or closed
Black or white
Do or do not
One or zero

To be or not to be

I am told that I should love my body,
and I should not be ashamed.
BUT the white, conservative men tell me otherwise, making me feel nothing but shame.

When did it become okay for a male's education to be more important than a woman's rights?

When did it become okay to sexualize a woman just because her shirt does not cover her rear end?

This is apparent in the things my teachers have told me.
"Your shirt must be fingertip length when wearing yoga pants," she said.
"Why?"
"Because the males that sit in the class might be too destracted to listen to my lecture."

We are treated like *** toys.
Us girls are used for nothing more than a mans pleasure, so they imply.

This is MY body, and no one else's.
I may do what I please,
and no one should have a problem with it.

I refuse to be sexualized and treated like we are living in the 1920s.
But I must conform and live in fear of my consequences.

**** culture is real,
and school's are promoting it.

Inside a dungeon my heart lies quietly
Not beating for anybody
Still waiting for the magic kiss
To make it flutter alive again
But
The first time a man held it
Dropped it and let it break
Since then I couldn't repair it
But I believe if you
Hold my hand tight
Pull me close to you
Give me your strength
Together we could do anything
I believe in you
I believe you can make me believe in us
Reassemble the pieces of my broken heart
Do not let it code of the floor
My heart was a stone
But it's beating again
I thought I would never feel it drum
But…

… Boom
Boom…
…Boom

…Found that extraordinary guy
I simply hope he won't be a lie
Please open my locked heart
Please save my stone heart

From the day we met
To today I was dreaming of you
I knew it was love
And nothing would stop me
Even if I had to give up "the game"

You showed me
I could be a better man
The kind that gains respect
Not through bro code
But the knight's code

There are days
I wish I could save a damsel
But it seems clear
You are meant to save me
Every time I'm with you

I want to tell you
So many things
But when you're around
I end up silently admiring your grace
I'm sure I love you...

I wish you only knew