night owl.

exit watering hole
cue scent of fresh pine

preset completion,
cross faded with sense of joy.

thoughts of him,
lights up,
smile-
blackout.

au revoir.

i'll always remember that bike ride home,
and those curses under my breath.

i never expected that from you.

let's just say
things conveniently expired for me too.

mr. wrong.

i dreamt we met again,
but this time
you disguised yourself as an impostor-

and the length of your hair
made me give you a second chance.

you see...

last summer,
you used me for my air conditioner
and my enthusiastic comfort.

and i still think about you.

happy birthday (s).

i know a lot of fabulous twins.

cheers to them!

double you dot.

i don't know how i got here,
but i'm starring at your photos.
this could be somewhat tempting
so tomorrow i'll stay quiet.

i hate poodles, but...

note to self.

i am not to be disrespected
for
my army
can do harmful things.

i don't tell you enough.

the baby blue combination
takes me by storm.

listen, after listen, after listen.

and i think-
auspicious. auspicious. auspicious.
a wise and truthful description, this word.

my foot taps into castles
anxious for the notes to move me tomorrow.
proudly, i'll stand
eyes shifting with the magic.

you're unbelievably talented.

scratch that...

COWARD.

grr.

sometimes i just want to shake you up
with all the passion that makes me.

but then i think,
too soon?