Poetry

And eating cherries in the morning, I think about Icarus 

Young, Golden, Brilliant Boy 

So overcome by the freedom 

So overcome by the ecstasy of it all 

The one person who gets me without trying

We share our secrets and fears

The family I never knew I needed

The love of my life because I know they'll never leave me

I am great and tall,

bushy and fast,

orange with swirls of yellow and white. 

I am a fox.

I run in the forest with my furry friends.

my tail bouncing,

I'm never letting go of you

it's too late

there's special love I've never felt

and I'm feeling it

secure in your arms

happy with your hand in mine and our faces pressed together

On the horizon is nothing,

But change. 

And this is a nothing

That encapsulates

Everything.

Looking to the future,

The sunsets are a cold

green and blue and purple 

When I was 12, 
My favorite pair of shoes 
Also happened to be my only pair of shoes. 

Did you know that
A mayfly lives for less than a day?

Maybe this is selfish of me.
It probably is.

But I'm weak.
I can't handle death.

Not that I'm not thankful for being here
But I'm weak.

How do you know when you love someone?

I'm not talking about being comfortable around them
Or enjoying their presence.
I'm talking love love.

We live on this world together.

The late nights usually surrendered to sleep

Are instead spent rolled over on our sides

Eyelids weak and the arms that hold up our heads weaker

As we run rivers of words out of our mouths.

Friendship,

Friendship is a wonderful, beautiful, amazingly quirky thing.

It’s meeting for the first time at a random place with no expectation of getting to know anyone, until comes a simple, “Hello.”

When I am trying to fall asleep

You are all I think about

Aside from the lights flickering and the washing machine humming

Nothing can take my mind off of thoughts of

Secret kisses and

Falling asleep on your chest