And I will always be nosey

No need for a reminder

to remind her that her I can't be without.

Future visions only co-exist with us.

Imaginations run wild.

Dreams lie ahead with two,

plus five or four.

Maybe three, maybe more.

Whatever we want is ours.

Dusk

Night sky falls into our palms,

a crystal ball of what's to come.

Under the beauty, we possess potential,

capable of reaching all we aspire. 

We are on our way to exactly where 

we want to land.

And my hand will interlock yours

As we descend onto our storybook home.

Our ride

I am often reminded

of all that stands before us.

Loud laughter, warm nights.

Blankets to tuck in, ornaments to hang.

You are flowers waiting on the table,

hot cocoa on a cold night.

You are the reason I can't sleep

when you aren't by my side.

Carry with you these thoughts

as I always keep yours close to me.

I see their smiling faces in the rearview

as you sit in the passenger seat.

Never again

24 hours is almost enough

time to catch your breath,

assess the room,

grab your keys from the floor.

24 hours is enough 

time to remember the route,

map out the area,

shut down the road.

24 hours is more than enough

time to stare at your reflection,

shake your head and say

"Never again."

80

In this city I don't recognize,

a prize sails through the streets

that lie underneath a lonely night.

My eyes have yet to wander

from who stares at me

with big bright eyes.

18 but it feels like 80.

Hard to rest when I'm

wishing you home.

18 but it feels like 80.

This is a first

and I hope it's a last.

Unnatural

We are all the same,

seeking want over need.

A reckless desire to push

through a seemingly endless crowd

without ever a thought to look back

and pick up those we knock down.

Get there

Often when I sleep

my mind resembles my eyes.

But my days are laced

with dreams I see.

Audible.

Imagined

but audible,

still.

But woven with potential

and promising wants.

Complete possibilities,

Complete desires.

If you were just a grain of sand, I'd still find you

This is merely our feet in the water

of a river that will move faster

than we can grasp.

It is a California roll

at an empty stop sign intersection,

and our road ahead forms a deep triangle.

I see them every day,

and I know you do too,

but I also see you.

Taking over, on top.

They're not ready

for all of the power you possess.

The Light

I'm looking forward to looking back,
but the realism has yet to settle.
The time to reminisce
will come in time.
Instead, I push forward like
a wrecking ball against bricks.

The reason for my lack of disregard
is transcribed in every work.
It's because I know a light awaits me
in a place my hands cannot reach
and my eyes cannot see,
waiting for me to turn it on.

And only I will know the distance
it will take for me to arrive.
My endless imagination will work wonders,
while my tireless legs continue to move.
And only I will know when I am there
and I will share the light with everyone.

Trust in Me

I know we can't seem

to win the fight,

but that day is coming.

Our trip is long

and we are merely

stopping for the night.

My beautiful one,

it's you and me now

and we can't be stopped.

We are only as strong

as we want to be,

and we are powerful.

Maybe, but I always want more

It's always a rare moment
when held speechless.
But that is where I am today
and yesterday, and probably tomorrow.

Electrodes have yet to go off
in this brain of mine.
Doc Brown has yet
to get struck.

But I know it will.
Every inch of work,
every typed letter,
every question asked.

Every tear, every smile,
every stressed moment,
every fight, every embrace.
Does this mean I've finally made it?

Mine

You are my four walls,
my door and my bed.
You are the front steps
I take into comfort.

My dear, you are
my mirror, who I look right into.
You are my faucet when
I wash my hands clean.

Love, you are my backyard,
where I spread my arms wide.
You are my window that
lets in air to cool me.

Doll, you are my blanket
that keeps me warm.
Wherever you are
is where I call home.

V.A.A.

Every day I wait
perfectly impatiently
for the welcoming home
we will build.

I wonder about their faces,
and what will drive them,
while they play peacefully
in the grass.

I will look at you
and say how happy I am
that we accomplished
all we said we would.

I know this because
a smile catches my lips
by merely the thought
of this dream.

Almost

The canvas patiently waits
for us to add the colors
that will define it.

The days slowly align
like planets in the sky
for us to come together.

The Moon shines right
through the sunlight
to serve as a reminder.

We shine bright like
the satellite amid
a world of collapsing walls.

Hostile

Dimmed sheets sprawl
the unlikeliest of after mornings.
Lying stunned,
questions arise.

Proof of immaturity,
proof of a lack of intelligence.
I'm not sure we were
ready for the crash.

Thrown out into traffic,
thrown out into reality.
Hit by the speed
And the subtleties.

Veritas

At beck and call
to life, and all
it expects of me.
Loving every piece.

They seem to fall
in place, like toy soldiers
by the dreams
of a five-year-old.

Somehow, I know
that this is what I wanted
all along.
I am at peace.

Born to do something
doesn't appear
until your full potential
is released.

Forward

War is every day.
A constant fight of reminders
of the potential that we hover on.
But there are every day victories.

Victories that help us remember,
as we can never forget,
why it is we push forward.
I fight for my bright eyes.