You've stacked the deck in your favor,
but if even one card shifts
the entire house comes crashing down.

Hitting as the dealer holds
you've folded, revealing your hand.
What a Joker you've become!

The bluff has fallen on deaf ears.

Perfection
Is the mirror image
Of a soul
The same
But opposite

That reflection
Is who you are
And
Who you are
Meant to be

It is called a crush
Because there is weight
Behind their essence
And it is suffocating
To be in their presence

I don't love anyone
But I am
Passionate toward others
I am infatuated or enamored
Maybe I experience
A yearning for others
Perhaps I am devoted
Enchanted
Or hold others
In high regard
Or maybe I am
A little cowboy
Hankering for you
Or perhaps I am
A little Disney
Enchanted by you
Or it could be I am
A little short of will power
And you are my weakness
Maybe its my birthday
And you could be my cake
You could say
You are my delight
But I am never in love
Because really
Why should I only use
A four letter word
To tell others how I feel

To think
Timing is everything
And sweet heart
By the time you read this
It probably
Won’t mean a thing
But there comes a time
Where everyone must admit
That they have grown attached
This is not emotional
It is just a matter of fact
That you made a choice
While I stood still

Let’s get lost
But only for the moment
Let’s disappear
But only into the future
Let’s be
But only with each other

I don’t know how to love someone like you.
You are a waltzing fire, crackling in the moon light as rowdy teenagers throw empty beer cans into your flames.
I am an unopened book, untouched pages that have yet to feel the yearning hands of someone longing to read my story.
You don’t know how to love someone like me.
I am a soft breeze, birthing flowers and gently sweeping down the colors of autumns prime.
You are a tornado, turning a beautiful sky into destruction, tearing down homes and pulling up the roots I worked so hard to plant.
Maybe we don’t belong together.
Maybe I’ll wake up and realize you burned my pages or tore my flowers.
Maybe you’ll fall asleep and realize that my paper will not fuel you forever or that my wind is too weak to carry your debris.
I don’t know how to love someone like you.
You don’t know how to love someone like me.
But I’m willing to try if you are.

foolish grins
and things unsaid
          ✦
a twinkle in your eye
a playful friend

                    the scent of your cologne
                    the feel of your shirt
                                  ✦
                   audacious jokes
                   a cryptic verse

slow guitar
secret kisses
         ✦
take me into
imagined blisses


                     "What are these?"
                      I guess that's my cue
                                  ✦
                      don't you see
                      these are all the reasons
                      that I love you