You asked me why I like you
But I didn’t want to tell
Some of my reasons are cheesy...
But here is why I fell

I love the way your lips curve
When I make you smile
It makes me want to pull you close
And kiss you for awhile

I love the way your eyes twinkle
When you talk about things you love
I truely believe
You are a gift from above

I love that you are compassionate
You have such a big heart
That was the first thing I noticed
Right from the start

I love the way it feels
When you hold me tight
I finally feel safe
Like I could sleep through the night

I love that you don’t judge me
For my less than perfect self
That is more attractive
Than any amount of wealth

There are so many more reasons
But I’ll start with just this few
Maybe someday
I’ll give this poem to you

:)

The sun sets and I'm struck by every memory,
filled with regrets and the way it was supposed to be.
I wish to banish every cloud and only see blue skies,
the light will vanish but the stars burn bright in your eyes.

I found a home in your soul
and solitude by your side,
my heart was pure black coal
but you made the colours amplified.
We each all have our role,
but I know the person you try to hide,
the same one who makes me whole;
the heart to which I am forever tied.

I've only given one gift to this world
and it's every time that I make you smile.
So much light that comes from just one girl,
it's a shame you can't put that in a vial.
The greatest accomplishment I've ever achieved
was all the times I was the cause of your laughter,
it reconstructed all that I had previously believed
and always left me speechless after.

I found a home in your soul
and salvation in your voice,
every word spoken could be droll
but I'd still worship your patois.
We each all have our role,
in this crooked game of quoits.
Something I could never wish to control,
but even in despair I still rejoice.

The sun will greet and you're perched on my shoulder,
routine's complete, will you still be there when I'm older?
I don't miss the night, it's the time when every person cries,
but you can be the light 'cause the stars burn bright in your eyes.

Your lips breathe oxygen into mine
and I've been without air for quite some time.
It is beautiful beneath the sea,
but if you stay too long, you'll drown.
I'm trapped in a current, currently.
I am a king without a crown.

to love a poet
is to know immortality
for your name
will never cease
to flow from her lips

and she will forever hold
her pen gently
for her hands are scarred
with remnants of you

In life I struggle,
To share my feelings with others.
My logical facade,
Is the flimsiest of covers.
Underneath rages a fire of emotion.
I find myself incapable of release.
I find myself living without peace

When I write my heart does the work.
When the pen hits the paper
My emotions escape with a relentless flow.
I spill it all and out it comes.
Waves of feeling that I cannot control.
Rapid flows of pain and joy crashing into one another.

If only I could talk to people like I can to paper.
Maybe then I’d be a better man
Instead of a lost little boy with nobody to hold my hand.

They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder,
And sorrow is in the heart of the sufferer.
But as I grow weary and older,
With the weight of the world on my shoulders,
I often stop to wonder,
Is this life the same for me as it is for the others?
Do they feel the pain that flows through me?
Or do they look on in wonder?
Are you proud to be my friend?
Or will you turn on me in the end?

In this life
we are sculpted down
to bone
burned to cinders
and our ash
tossed without regret
into the four winds

I wish I could live.
Be a man.
Find comfort in the sun.

But every cell in my body
revolts against time
cries out against the sun
speaks in tongues
for the sole purpose
of creating an outrage
against God.

Oh Lord!
How did you make us thus?
And why?
Above all
why?

We are made metal
and in the end
alloy with the sun.

Our breath is drawn
to fuel that fire
bring life to a boil
and
if luck prevails
to wake each morning
in comfort
and with a smile.

Perhaps the last sweet smile.