It's difficult to describe your kisses
They taste like Ocean's Spray
Feeling the rushing waves of your highest happinesses
And tasting the stinging salt of your deepest regrets

Your kisses take me to the Eye of a Hurricane
Gently caressing in your calm storm
But feeling the wind currents of your demons
Circling around me and tumbling like the drain of an antique bathtub

You kisses take me to a Sand Storm
In the midst of your golden crystals
Flying through the air
Just barely missing my eyes

I hope you I can kiss you forever
Because I want to visit more of the Earth's Wonders

"Be thin."
        Okay.
"But still look like a woman."
        Okay.
"Get ride of that body hair."
        Okay.
"Kiss my beard."
        Okay.
"Have *******, baby."
        Okay.
"You're push-up bra is a disappointment."
        Okay.
"Be proud of your looks."
        Okay.
"Are you sick? Oh, you're just not wearing makeup."
        Sorry.
"You're so white."
        Okay."
"Tanning gives you skin cancer."
        *Okay.
"Long legs are ****."
        Okay.
"Take your heels off. You can't be taller than me."
        *I'm sorry. I'll try better next time.

We were lying together in your bed
I was gently drawing circles on your chest
        You were smiling and gently humming to yourself.
Every moment we spent together was always
        blissful and beautiful.

And I asked you a question
        as I turned my head to the side
                to listen to your heartbeat
                and see a glimpse of your face.

‘If you could go back and visit me at any age
        what age would you choose?’
Your heart pumped steadily
        You breathed evenly
        and you smile grew slightly larger.

‘Am I allowed to interact with you?’
        You always asked questions that I would never think of.

‘Sure,’
        I smiled.

‘I would go to you when you were thirteen.’

My body tensed.
        I was very different then
        I was shallow
        I was lost
        I was not the girl you fell in love with at thirteen.

You smiled.
You inhaled.

‘I would tell you that you are beautiful.
I would reassure you that you didn’t need them,
        that you have a bright and promising future ahead of you.
I would tell you that you are going to do amazing things.
I would help you not to worry about what they think.
I would ask you to never, ever change.

And I would tell you that you are right,
        you do not fit in
in the absolute best way possible.’

"Believe Me, I'm Lying"
"Bent"
"Bruised and Scarred"
"By Your Side"

"I Can't Lie"
"I Don't Want to Stop"
"The Impact of Reason"
"In Fate's Hands"

"Thanks to You"
"Little Bird"
"The Boy's Gone"
"Break Out! Break Out!"

"You and I Both"
"Give a ****"
"That is Why"
"We Are Golden"

"Call Me Hopeless, But Not Romantic"
"Pick Up the Phone"
"Raise Your Glass"
"I Can't Stop Partying"
"Oh! Gravity"

Do not let anybody tell you
That your Love is not real.
Do not let anybody say
That just because you make
Passionate Love everyday
Instead of laugh and play
Video games
That your Love is not valid.
Do not listen to those that
Criticize
Your Love language and
Alibis;
Their Love is not Your Love.
They have no right
To say that you two must never
Fight
In order to truly be in Love.
It does not matter
How many laughs you have had
Or kisses you have shared
In order to signify how much
You two truly care.
Love is not a
Dictionary definition.
And no two Loves
Are similar.
If you two have
Laughed together
Cried together
Smiled together
Held each other
Even fought with one another
And still
Through each of your
Highest points
And lowest points
You both fight to be together
Then that is Love.
If you both see
That together
You are worth it
Together you are Strong
Together you build each other up
Together you are One
And no one is getting hurt
Or taken advantage of
Then that is Love.
The rest
Are just beautiful and intricate
Details.
Do not let anybody
Try to tell you differently.