Little by little,
The trees begin to bud
They wake from their temporary sleep
The flowers are blooming their pretty pink petals
And my love,
is a love to keep

The lakes and ponds will fill with lily pads,
Croaking toads
And families of geese
The magnolia trees are perfumed by their sweet aroma,
And my love is a love to keep

Pluck, one by one- the petals off a daisy
Childish games;
does he love me or not?  
Blowing dandelions and making a wish in the breeze
My love is a love to keep

I am an artistic soul
My eyes feed on color and line
My heart often does carry the heavy weight,
But demands so little time
For each second that I spend with you, time stands still and I lock the moving minutes in place
Only then can I paint on a canvas,
Only then can I remember the flame
My eyes feed on the colors of spring
My eyes feed on the shaded contrasts and rich hues
However, the magnificent sights that life has given me
Will never feed my hunger with the presence of you
I would trade the romantic aroma of roses,
For a mere breezed hint of your skin
I would trade the bright reds and oranges of a sunset,
For a glance at the dimples on your chin
I'd turn away ever so quickly,
From the beauty of the sun's trickling light; as its morning rays peek through tree branches
If it instead would show me the shine in your eyes
I am an artist
My eyes play the music of a muse;
when color and line are the strings to my golden harp
But I would trade my eyesight for blindness
If it would win your heart

Afraid of others,
she went back to her safety
in the net he made

He has his demons from his past
And quite frankly, so do I
I'm once again the lonelyest person
When he came into my life
Do I take in his flaws and accept the gamble,
That would give away my heart?
Why do I feel like he holds the only light,
When the world is dimming dark?
Show me the world through your eyes
And in this life, how you've made it by
your voice and accent hypnotized me
Into an easier state of mind
Behind the glass, I can see your soul
Comical, light, and warm
Make the chaos run away
Like rays of gold outshine a dark and rainy storm

Two crossed paths,
one is covered in snow
The snow runs two feet deep
The other path is grassy, almost like Spring,
green and covered in leaves
If I take the path, covered in snow...
it'll only melt to the dirt
The dirt will nurture its new growth
and flowers will rise from the earth
If I take the path that is already flowered,
one day winter will come; and death, the lilies will meet
Two crossed paths under the branches,
tell me if my heart is complete

Staring at photos from what was once a simple time,
We were two toddlers dancing at a wedding,
then we grew up, you became mine
Fast forward to when things became messy
Hearts shattered;broken,
and the feelings got heavy
But we swore to stay friends, do you remember it then?
I understand you found new love,
and this gives me joy
But you'll always be a family friend, not just some boy
I miss you and wish you didn't cut off so many ties
This included me, and brought pain to my eyes
I can understand if the burden of the new and old gave you pain,
but please, old friend, why can't you just explain?
Long-lost-Tyler,
I still write to you...wondering if you ever get my letters
Maybe someday, it'll all get better