You bring out the best in me ( Read more... )

Late at night ( Read more... )

Beauty is
the combining
of seven vulnerable digits
with seven others to resolve
a mandatory problem (conundrum); it’s
the rhythmic beat
of shoes and pavement crashing together;
it’s in the hue of my cheeks.
It’s the whiz of branches in the nude,
almost frolicking in the wind;
and the ascent of the green
from a quilt of white.
It’s the understanding ( Read more... )

Oh my cherished one, you are worth your weight ( Read more... )

It was late, so late that is was almost early ( Read more... )

If you woke up, and saw a ladder leaning against your window ( Read more... )

Of course, I’m still completely irresponsible ( Read more... )

(I don't like this one. I was messing around with rhymes. Kind of unfinished.)

Sip some smoke
and frozen air.
Try not to choke
on another tear.

Crunch the snow
Under your feet.
Listen to the flow
of the heartbeat.

Slip on ice
fall real fast.
It's all so nice
Too good to last.

Raindrops ( Read more... )

Paradise ( Read more... )