fresh air flowing through
the salty ocean sea breezes, see
far away my senses
on the other side of reality,
making all seem
making me,
calm, on the gusts
of the storms blackest
thrusts. I reach inside spread my
imaginary wings caw out my temporary beak,
soar above the mountains and seas earthbound,
I am the breeze,
I am wide open,
to the receptive arms,
when I come down,
you greet
me with.

When my eyes found his smile,
my heart beat times a thousand.
And while his smile still lingered,
my heart began to slow.

In that moment I realized
how much I craved that smile.
And for no other second
did i want to let it go.

Leaves of orange red and green
Crystal blue skies as far as the eye can see
Fresh air flowing through the lungs
Birds chirping hidden in the trees
Long walks through the majestic woods
Eyes sealed shut letting nature lead the way
The sun's gleaming lights seeping through the holes above
Adding a certain sparkle to the already amazing world
Calming waves crashing against the ocean shores
Fish splashing down the rivers and streams
The children playing in the fallen leaves
You smiling at me as I hold your hand
The perfect autumn day if you ask me
But then again,
Any day can be perfect with you in hand

I’ve gotta go home and clean,* you say.
Clean my scent from your sheets,
I want to tell you
Come closer, baby,
Untangle my limbs and
caress me down,
orchestrate my symphonies.
Didn’t you see the stars, too?

I remember your breath all
over me
and how I tasted my very existence
within it.
I remember seeing infinity
in the golden hazel of your eyes,
those **** bedroom eyes,
soothing me past my boundaries,
hands pushing past my hipbones
and into my infinity.

And I want to tell you that I still taste
your lips on my tongue
and I still feel your teeth grazing my skin but
I don’t tell you any of these things.
I look you dead in the eye
those bedroom eyes, boring into mine.
I wonder if you’re playing back the scene
you moving over me
and I say, Okay.

Our whole existence
narrowed into one word
and in that moment I think I hate you
but the thought of your hands on me
still makes my sun rise each day
and I wonder if maybe
I love you in spite of
all the things telling me not to.

I can be who I want now:
With my girly music and "emo" bands.
And bright red lipstick,
Holding my own hand.
I should've done this from the start,
But I let you get in the way.
I'm not timid and I'm not scared anymore.
Babe, I'm a ***** and I'm not afraid.
So what if you don't get my sense of humor?
I do, and that's all that really matters.
I can do what I want and say what I think,
Even though you always did the latter.
I think it's good that we let this go.
We can find ourselves this way,
And find our own paths in life,
If you ever get that brave.
So I'm going to be friends with who I want to now.
I think we're through.
Call me back when you have a change of heart,
Or stop being you.

One.
If I could
I would wash my skin in the endless sunrays
that your hellos bring
I would open the window to this cold bedroom
And let in the November wind to blow out all of the candles keeping us in dim light
So that you couldn't find your way out to leave
Two.
Lay me down
Tuck yourself in next to me
So that not even cold weather
Could take away from the warmth
That you bring
No heater or blanket could ever
Keep me like you can
Three.
I have found myself missing you
But being too afraid to say so
Four.
I am so scared to lose you
So scared to be another hit and run
Do not leave in the wreckage
My insurance does not provide for this
Destruction any more
I have grown tired of this too
Five.
You see, once enough pain happens
You tend to try and be careful
To have the eye of the tiger
And avoid future wounds
But you came in like my best friend
Do not leave as an enemy
Six.
I am sorry that I cannot help but smile
Whenever I look at you
But you are so beautiful
And I am so lucky
And when such a treasure is in my line of sight
I cannot help but marvel at it
Seven.
I am also sorry that I am so fragile
You call me beautiful
And all I see is a glass vase with seemingly
Beautiful flowers in it
But everyone else is unaware
Of what is holding them
We look only at the beauty of the color
And not the clear fragility that keeps them alive
Eight.
I will cross my fingers
Until the bones splinter at the bases of my wrist
And hope that as my heart runs away with me
That you are willing to come along
Nine.
I am learning to take risks
And not look down
Only at you
Ten.**
I falling for you hard
Hoping that your hands will be my safety net
Loving you takes a little more work than you planned
But I have learned that things that take work
Are the only things that are really worth something