“I spy a life on fire and taken for granted by me.”

Open your eyes to the bottomless sky that teases omnipresence and know that you are my beyond.

You danced the fine line between graceful and reckless and this is what I wake to wait for.

Needing leave clumsy me – spilling mustard on my sleeve as cover-up for all the talk of love.

You and your sea glass green kaleidoscope eyes have always been my kryptonite.

We’re outsiders- you and I- we could almost be brilliant.

I hope your lemonade tastes like young summers and old times.

Things will change – that’s the best and worst of it.

The world knew it couldn’t break you unless you listened to it talking shit thought and broke yourself.

I dream of you in constellations.

And there in the mirror staring into your shadows eyes red nosed and mascara freckled you’ll recognize yourself again.

Maybe we could begin entwined – not whole – but one again.

Your forever is always worth waiting for.

You make me feel the way Christmas did when I was a kid, I’d close my eyes look to the skies and magic became real.

I wish you the wildest of dreams.

Thank you for believing in me the way I used to.

At least now the stars are in good company.

Life’s too short to let ignorance and hatred win. I choose love.

My entire life people have told me about my sexuality. People have shamed me for things they know nothing about. I want to say thank you to those of you who stand for love and acceptance.

Life is short and truth works far and lives long: let us speak the truth.

Her monotone life became a kaleidoscope prismatic in love.

Life swings like a pendulum backward and forward between pain and boredom.

The pain grows within you only to end within you.

Life is all about swinging between everything good and everything bad.

My love is like a trigonometry problem simplified by my heart’s mint green genies, the broken being in me sings a million epiphanies, my life is but colors spilled in polaroids of caring butterflies.