Red is everywhere
It is here, it is there
I see the colour red in my head
In shows on TV...
In my dreams, in flowers,
thinking about you for hours.

I try to push my thoughts are elsewhere,
Yet I hear a song of redhair and black leather,
A giggle warmer than any summer weather...
A glow so bright, Red cheeks blush red.
F*ck, I think I'm in over my head.

I have never been so scared,
I have never been so at peace.
Each time I'm reminded of Red, I feel dread...
Each time I'm reminded of Red, I think Red's a masterpiece.

But,
Not because she's beautiful,
Not because she's gorgeous,
Not because Red's adorable,
Not because Red's cute,

I'm not allowed to call Red Beautiful,
I'm not allowed to call Red gorgeous,
I'm not allowed to call her adorable,
I'm not allowed to call you cute,

You've stripped me of the colour Red,
Filling my thoughts with smiles and dread.

Although one other colour looks good on you.
And that's green, and well, white.
Such a delight...
Well it's a little cheating, saying two.
Or was it green and cream...
All I can say, you in that dress,
A smile on my face it did press...
You're out of a dream...
A Disney Princess supreme!

Please Red...
Don't tell me this is all in my head?

Stings, doesn't it, thinking about her?
But is she your first, her?
She's definitely your strongest, her.
But now there's a new, her,
And the next her.

Now, another her.
This feels substantial, this, what you have, with her.
How long will this last, with her?
Till the next sting in your heart is formed from her.

Till she leaves, all that remains, a memory, of her.
Do soulmates exist, and can it really be her?
The new her, the next her.
The third, the fifth, the eight, her.

Each time you meet, you hope its her.
Each time a first kiss, with her.
Is it her?
Was she, my last first kiss?

Another haiku?
Rather not, so some real poetry,
I know it's all to much for you,
A bit too much dwelt, all said too freely.

So, a sting in the heart here, some said there.
A goodbye here, a hello there,
I'm repeating there, so I'll stop here.
A block for a while, unblocked, and I smiled.

How long is a poem, about, for, and to
A girl, and you, but, true,
I'm still overshooting,
you're still not ready.

So, here is another, haiku about you,

Your eyes, Amber
Smile, now gone, when there, bright
All of you, a sight

Staring at the page
Much like my life, all of these people
the conversations, and opinions
All empty, like this digital age

All black and white, even gray
Empty from each other, not mixing
I want to not be alone, wishing for more, to not stay
Alone and in pain, wishing for more.

I've heard you then meet someone,
and all colours are revealed,
the whole world is unveiled, now full of joy
A reason to go on, my life now fuller

New people, family, friends
New conversations, new opinions
A new age, one of love
And now, look at the page...

Why are my dreams kept away,
You on my mind, my mind on you
How did it happen so fast, she has too much sway.
I keep thinking about every way the answer is me and you...

But I don't have your trust,
yet.
All I have is your name, and the time to our next meet.
I'm so very stressed, yet told not to fret.
How could I not, I'm me, flawed, and you...
Every curve, smile, dimple and even with all your denial, you are perfect.

Beautiful

Lips soft as fresh snow,
Eyes deep as oceans
You look at me with a glow,

But life moves too fast for us to be together.
I noticed your perfection too late,
I've been trying, and all it is, is you saying I'm trying to overcompensate.
When I am ready, you're not, when you're ready, I'm not, life pushing us away from each other.

I'm a solid twenty-three going on twelve,
She's nineteen going on thirty.
Every time saying no causing me to hate you
But time together... Makes me feel more for you...

Everyone leaves you, yet I'm still here,
You push those away who want to be near you,
and those you want, don't want you...
I want to try, with you?