Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Simple Plans

I smile at you, you smile at me.
You're my angel on earth, God planned it since birth.

You're kind and gentle; not overly sentimental.
I whisper so you draw near, and even delight in the quaintness of your ear.
Every wish that's thrown in a fountain, I make for us to live on a mountain...
Or a pond or a lake, anywhere with you, I would take.

You see, I can not place it, not the time or the day,
but I've fallen for you in every single way.

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

At 24

At 24 
with a heart of foam,
And legs to roam,
I find myself steady in the stand I ground.

When I was younger,
My eyes saw wonder,
My feet left the start before I even heard the gun sound.

Now I never forget, no, my memories don't escape me.

I hold on to my drive, my diligence, my determination, see.

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Coke

You're my sweet Coca-Cola.
I think about you all the time.
If only I had a dime.
I'd come up with something to rhyme.

You're what I crave.
Night after night, I slave.
Working on myself.
Not worrying about my wealth.

I fall apart,
putting back the pieces to my heart.

Replacing all my doubt
with "it's what life's about".

Sticky, licky, sugar.

Letting Go

I save your name in my mind for all my life.
It may be in vain to wait for you to be my wife.

I tell myself I'm obsessed,
just to close my eyes and rest,
and that it's for the best.
But deep down I never gave up.

I tell myself I am only hurting me.
By holding on, I'm not setting myself free.
In the end I'll be left battered,
my heart, like glass, gets shattered.

I'm not afraid to let go like a child.
I know I'm strong and wild.
I care a lot, at times, to a fault.

Since I was born, I knew how to love.
This zeal is nothing to fear, it was sent from above.

Thursday, May 3, 2012

Familiar Feelings

I'm feeling down,
but not on the ground.
Love makes me float,
then becomes the weight I tote.

I find a friend I like,
we do fun things,
kayak, fly kites, and bike.

She makes me happy
and not so lazy.

I wish I could do the same,
but everything I say gets stained.
She's a girl I'd share my name,
but everything I say gets swayed.

She makes me feel immature,
which makes me feel insecure,
which makes me feel small and out of control.

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Se La Vi

What makes a person run from someone they like?
Can it be boiled down to a simple answer?

A man likes a woman. That woman is interested in that man. But if he shows too much attention to her, the woman becomes disinterested.

I remember hearing of much simpler times growing up.

A man likes a woman. He stops all his plans, goes to work to provide for her, they get married and have seven kids.

Modern day women seem to play a game of disregard. Granted, the game of "cat and mouse" has been around for centuries, these women truly seem to want what they can't have and throw away what they can.

How does time continue to complicate and simplify life at the same time?

Monday, March 26, 2012

Sol

I have nothing to say at this juncture other than
the sun has an amazing ability to fill my soul sometimes.