When she met him
for the very first time
a crown of daisies
laid perfectly on her head
and a smile was splayed across her lips
the radiant sun taken from the sky
and placed all around her
illuminating her silhouette
against the setting horizon
He looked at her with those piercing eyes
immediately creating flowers in her lungs
and growing
She tried to breathe
but was unable,
for his flawless self
took her breath away
replacing them with wild flowers
of beauty
and awestruck
The Christmas roses in the pit of her stomach
held graceful butterflies on their stems
fluttering about
and spreading their beautiful,
wonderfully delicate wings,
flying up into her entire being.
He made her this way,
a beautiful mess
because who wouldn’t
if they met you?
A perfect work of nature
created from the prettiest of flowers
a Primrose to behold,
and a Camelia to hold.

Maybe she's pretty,
But she'll never know why you can't go out later in the night.

Maybe she's smart,
But she'll never understand what you mean when you say 'fine'.

Maybe she's loving,
But she'll never see you cry uncontrollably.

Maybe you have a future with her,
But you'll always have a history with me.

i waited, so patiently
for that kiss
one brush against my lips
and feel yours softly
for a moment
just an instant
i needed it awfully

it was a promise
that our rings
and those vows
wouldn't lay to remiss
through burdens
by struggles
we will get through this

oh, how i miss
your comfort
in just one kiss...

Just another girl
Thought she'd never hold the world
Mildly inasane, very plain
The lion (my lover) broke me from my pack
I never wanted to look back
He was my all
I finally held the world, a lion, a king (him)
But I wasn't his queen for long
His heart was occupied with thoughts of his previous lover
The night he left I became stressed, deeply depressed
Couldn't stop crying long enough to get dressed
I was just the wounded
The weak
I had nothing yet gave you my everything
I am nothing without him
A queen is nothing without her king