Oh how you remind me of a true goddess.
Your eyes,
I swear as I look into them I can see your soul,
And my god it looks just like an angel.
Your hair,
Softer than the Egyptian Cotton sheets my childhood bed was wrapped in.
Your body,
I swear the gods must have designed you themselves.
Your smile,
Bright like a child's,
But luring like a siren.
And its got me curious about your lips.
The way they are shaped,
Filled with poison to intoxicate your lover.
Aphrodite has nothing on you,
For she was the goddess of love,
Luring people into her.
But someone just has to glance at you to be starstruck,
Like standing in front of the class for the first time.
My hands become sweaty as I try to form the words in my mouth to speak to you,
But you tie my tongue like a knot in a cherry stem.
As you give me a hug your scent reminds me of spring.
The light rain and the blooming flowers,
My heart coming back to life,
Like the earth after winter.
I say that someday I will tell you how you make my soul catch fire,
But you are forbidden for me.
And even if I attempted it,
My words would just fall out of my mouth like water out of a faucet.
I would stutter and never find the right words in either of the two languages I speak,
So they would just run down the drain..
~P.S.

Waiting for sunrise
Waiting for sunset
Waiting for God to answer my prayers

Waiting for love
In all the wrong places
While I go about
My daily routine

Brush my hair
Eat breakfast
Go to class
Repeat
Whilst I wait for adventure
Something sweet


Waiting for guidance
Waiting for answers
Waiting for a voice to answer me back
As I pray and pray
Hoping for change

Waiting for MRI results
From the oh so holy Doctor
Doctor Doctor please tell me
What does my future hold

You wait for days on end to
Tell me
As these thoughts swirl around
In my head
Will I be alright?
Is the tumor back?
Will I need another surgery?
More radiation?
Another punch in the throat?
Hmmm what will it be?
Will I die?

But really
Why should I wait
There's a whole world out there
With my name on it
All I need to do is
Stop waiting

I am made of nervous energy;
I cannot stop,
I am not quiet,
I will never be still.

in wonderful pieces the sky falls down
while the little girl in the corner
nibbles on the uneven ends of her fingernails
she watches with widened eyes though blurred vision
and her stomach sinks lower and lower
there in the distance stood somebody that told her
she could hold the sky together
the clouds and the sun and the starry night were
completely within her grasp she just needs to reach out she'll be okay
its too far gone in the depths of memories faded for her
to now recall those words of wisdom
rather she continues to rock gently and shake nervously
because what is she to do? the sky is falling apart
in wonderful, wonderful pieces

****.
Eddie Eddie Eddie.
I'm just at this stop sign.
Minding my own radio stations and avocado smoothie.
Of course you pull up next to me.
Of course you look away casually.
Of course you're wearing a plain white tee.
And don't you look so good in it Eddie.
****.
So unfair.
My car is here and yours is there and
I'm trying not to stare but
How can I not be aware of my biggest crush? EVER?
With his blonde hair.
It never was fair how this black girl
Yearned for green eyes that never cared back girl.
While the sun is always on my mind
You come up sometimes and it's stupid.
"You stupid
****"
I think, sometimes.
Because she's little stupid-
The little girl who followed boys home.
The one who would wait for emails before we had phones.
The one who grew up and still doesn't know what the **** to do so she calls her mom in the parking lot asking for advice because she desperately wanted to follow him to his destination and learn everything about his day so she could better coordinate her outings in order increase her chances of seeing him again but she knows that's creepy and her mom says so too.
That girl, is dumb.
Eddie.
But you're dumb too.
You dumb ****.
No, you're smart and funny and so **** **** I want to **** my self.
I hate being so beautiful and so clueless that it goes to waste sometimes.
Eddie Eddie Eddie.
You make me really nervous.
So *******.

I always gave one
It's in my nature
giving one is easier
than none

For some reason
we feel non existent
if we don't give one

We give and receive them
like candy
but I found a loophole
in this never ending
cycle that leads to blood boiling sessions
and hair tearing tantrums

Not give one
one the greatest lines in movie history
highlights NOT GIVING ONE

Once you don't a magical feeling
overcomes the weight, the burden
that dulls down your brightest days

so darling, empty those bags
under your eyes, empty those nerves
from stress
and
don't
give
a
****

Tracing shapes
My hands
Feel cold
Car seats
Rides
Outside
My makeup is
Too thick
And your
Mind
Is choking
Your sense
Mutual desire
But singular
Pleasure
Depression
On both ends