The Sun sets at the end of each day,
In the cold, dark night, it's easy to lose your way.

Many Falling Stars shine through the night,
All of them burn up, they all lose their guiding light.

Move forward, even if you can't see,
Don't let yourself be stopped, not by land, air or sea.

Each night is followed by a sunrise,
The dark will fade, no matter how hard the Moon tries.

As promised, a sunrise is on the horizon,
A new Dawn, a new Hope is rising.

I'm eccentric

An enigma

Very flappable

Stoical sometimes

Rowdy

Quiet to a fault

I've been told

I love all shades wrong

You can't pin me down to a particular category

Notoriety you could say

Beign lambasted comes with the title

Embracing?maybe

But that had me covered in blotches

But I'm happier embracing that

Socially constricted

But my cycle love deeply in ways that is freeing to some

I'm exceptionally jumpy some days

Emotions ?lets say they are tasking

Let's say they are OK

I show them by helping out,reducing their burden

I know I'm strong physically

But I've learned recently

My mind is stronger

Being me is daunting

But no one else could play that role
Better than I do.

When I got in the shower,
I noticed that you hung
your washcloth next to mine.
When I realized,
I stared at it for a minute,
feeling a relief that words
can't really assure.

Not exactly rocket science,
but it took me by surprise
to see it hanging there,
reaching over it to grab mine.
When I finished washing,
I rung mine out and hung
it back beside yours,
scooting it over to make sure
there was enough room
for both to hang.

The parts of ourselves
that we try to hide,
welcoming them both
back home.

A small gesture that made me
reconsider not just my day,
but you
softening the distance between us,
at least long enough to shower, dry off,
and see your face when I walk out
the bathroom.
You don't ask for more.
To be honest
It's not about the rags at all.
Just another thing that makes me
Think of you

Live your lie
with the f
but still remember
the truth you hold is no longer yours
spare the air as it hits your face
scar the trees that do no harm
cut the plants that give you life
eat the meat that makes you smile
no longer a lie
a truth untold
still a lump in your throat
until you let go
remember the f that you spare

A heart that's whole brings joy;
But one that is hollow
can only bring sorrow.

Like a raging fire, my love burned,
It quickly outgrew its fireplace
When a single spark jumped out.
From a warm embrace, into a wildfire it turned.

At long last came the soothing rain,
But save the lands it did not do.
Gentle shower, then a downpour,
The fire's wrath was now replaced by the water's reign.

The Sun's smile dries up anything,
Matters not if it's tears or rain,
The lands are finally saved! But...
What about the fireplace? Did it lose everything?

A lone, tiny ember survived,
Hopped to safety just in time,
Weathered the storm in its shelter.
Into the fireplace it bounced, the fire was revived!

My heart is filled with joy,
I share this joy with you.
Love you not to survive,
But Love you because I choose to.