Eyes, little and innocent but see all that can be seen
Ears so small, yet omnipotent in their own way
Paws that will one day shake the ground as he greets me
Tail that shows true emotion that can’t be faked
Teeth that remind you that, “If you need me mom, I’ll defend you... but in the meantime I can has treat?"
Fur that reminds me of my warmest and softest blanket
Nose that knows no bounds as to where it will lead him
Growl that will one day ward off monsters and all the ‘bad guys’
Bark that speaks to me clearer than most people I know
Sleep well my little friend, and may your dreams be as innocent as you are

Your friends love to ‘protect’ me
It’s sad that I don’t need ‘protecting’
If I did need ‘protection’

I would have bought a ******.

There he is, asleep in his house
There you are, asleep on my bed
just waiting for me

I smile because the sweet fragrance
of sweet lilies and passion
that lines your neck has already
permeated the room and it hits me as soon as I walk in

I lay behind you and wrap my arms around your
far too familiar waistline that my fingers
know far better than my logic should allow

You scoot farther into me knowing I’ll protect you
Protect you from the thems, hims, and occasional hers
You know I’d never let anything harm you because
my warm body behind you tells you

I reach for my Panda and when I turn back
I come to the harsh realization
that you put Everclear in my drink last night

It’s ok, it was a good dream anyway

This is a just war we’re fighting together
Somewhat of an accurate estimate of how we feel about each other
But still, we act naturally
Such a calm storm in the making
I mean, we are clearly confused, right?
I get that you’re simply defensively striking
Is there a random pattern here that I’m missing?
Or am I simply one of your deliberate mistakes?
It’s ok, I’ve come to a preliminary conclusion
Sweetheart we are the definition of typically unusual
And I will gladly **confirm the rumor

It’s so hard, my love
Hard to say, hard to tell
With you it’s something of a tale
Hard to say, hard to tell
The story of us
Hard to say, hard to tell
Sometimes I wish you could forget about me so you didn’t have to tell the stories
Hard to say, hard to tell
The stories that bring a slight twinge to your ears and eyes
Hard to say, hard to tell
I apologize that I’m difficult to get rid of
Hard to say, hard to tell

And the clouds moved more like smoke in the wind
than actual clouds

They painted my wordless emotions across a starry night
only to tell my untold story

My eyes traced their subtle patterns across the sky
and I realized that they traveled longer than I

Each burst of stars further than the one before it
and far more familiar than the first

For in this starry night I saw your starry eyes
and I came to the conclusion I wouldn’t have noticed this without you

Thank you for making me see my starry night
and I will repay you with my nighttime soul of this starry wanderer

Red light
Far too bright for my taste
Captain and Coke
Far too light for my taste
Ion oscillating fan
Far too cold for my taste
My raggedy car
Far too old for my taste
Battlefield 3 in action
Far too gamer for my taste
My thoughts of you
Far too ... Perfect