You'll never know
how many mountains I've had to climb
to stand here before you today.

We are the only ones in the room.*
Your eyes seep into me like honey dripping from a beehive.
We pass by each other and your fiery gaze draws me *closer.
I take in a sharp breath, forgetting the commotion around us.
Nobody else is in the ballroom.
Just us until the music stops.

Every woman should bathe herself
then look in the mirror au naturel and say,
"My body is beautiful" because
we forget sometimes that the only person
we need to please is
**ourselves.

The less room between us
the better.
;)

I close my eyes
and slowly recede
into the background.
Nobody knows I'm there.

My love!*
Save me from the tyranny of days
and the stalkers in the night
for only you know the ways
to defeat the demons in my sight.
I am safe and secure.
Bound by God's love,
I am sure
that you and I will last
until we both have passed.

Women

Sensitive* yet Strong
Tough yet Caring
Outspoken yet Silent
Brave yet Timid
but NEVER

bossy.

I don't see the point.
I try and try but what do I get?
Stares, remarks, negative comments.
Who am I supposed to trust if
*nobody likes me?

No cabes en mi corazón.
No hay ningún espacio para ti.

We, as future parents,
must teach our kids that
every person of every race, ethnicity,
skintone, body size, ****** orientation,
religion and outlook on life
deserves to be loved.
There is *no choice.

Please tell me,
Who is normal?
Is normal some kind of
condition that society
divides people into
or did we find a way to
create it ourselves?

In many ways,
normal and weird
are the same things.
If only we knew how to identify
those stuck in-between.

I don't want you anymore.*
The spark has died.
There is no more gas in the lighter
the car and even the grill.
Jack and Jill run up the hill
alone.

Someday I will
drown in my tea
and
fade  into nothingness.

*Oblivion.

Pathetic is
not life
nor love.

When everything is lost,
observe your landscape.
In the end you will find
more than what you had in mind.

Oh night!
It is you that's as cold as my skin
and everywhere I go
you seep into me.
Oh night!
You mistake love
for darkness and
climb the rock to understanding.
Oh night!*
Pale, milky night.*
Give in to me so that maybe,
just maybe,
I'll see your stars.

For once in my life,
I finally feel

*okay.

Don't think for
one second
that your life has no purpose.

Find me at the end of the road
with **open arms.

Can I organize you?
Pack you in boxes and
keep you in my basement
for a long time?

I refuse to dance around the words
"I love you."
The power that you awaken in my soul
gives those words upon my tongue
a meaning,
a sign,
a call to arms because
two months is long enough
to live out years of memories.

I look into your eyes and I see
the world glittering before me.
Those grinning cheeks that stole my heart away
like a thief remind me of what we have,
and it's special.
No special concoction or solution
could possibly dilute such a strong connection.
Not even Einstein could crack the code
to the lock that binds us together.

In this time of
"hands off"
and
"it's mine"
we finally have something that we can call
"ours"
and it's **beautiful.

I think we love
who we do because
we see ourselves
in them.

This is not the Victorian Era.
Let my body wander where it wants to.
I have no desire to be trapped
like a mouse in the grip of a boa constrictor.
I want to feel free to love
however I want to.

The song's end is near
while I'm waiting here
for the song to begin.

That sparkle in your eye
never seems to fade,
*does it?

My days are a phrase.

I wish I could
have a piece of you
forever in my pocket
so when I take it out,
I feel at home
simply by smelling it.

Please,
let's not end this conversation
now.

*I still have so much to tell you.