Obligation
Choose to be happy.For each decision you makeStop choosing based onPotentialCommitmentDemandObligationChoose to be happyAnd you will be.
Do what you want
Jump on the tableAnd I’m already thereClimb under it to cryAnd I’m by your sideYou needn’t performWhen you do I’ll applaudMake love in an arenaPlay Shakespeare aloneYou won’t make me blush.
Teach Me
Teach me to love youLike you want to be loved.Like you need to be loved.Your blank canvasExpecting nothingNeeding lessWanting moreHoping you’ll havethe patience to createIn me just exactlyyour perfect mate.Because I’ve neverDone this beforeAnd I don’t know the rulesThe boundariesWhat to sayWhat never to sayTeach me, and I’ll learn.
Blank Canvas
Your blank canvasExpecting nothingNeeding lessWanting moreHoping you’llCreate in meEverything you need. Unformed clayWithout shapeSeeking purposeTo serve youHowever I canHoping you’llJust ask. Uncut marbleAs I was carvedReady to beBeautifulTo give you joyHoping you’ll cleaveMy flaws. Undyed yarnWaiting to weaveAnd find a patternTo be what you needHoping you’ll knitMe for you.
When I woke up
When I woke up this morning,I closed my eyes againAnd remembered what it felt liketo sleep next to youAs you sung me to sleepacross the weight of the roomTo listen to you breathe in the darknessTo feel your body so close to minebut out of reachTo touch your fingers just for a momentIn a strange…
Write it down
There’s a moment before you see the man you loveWhen your palms are sweatyAnd your stomach flipsAnd you check your hair three times.When you practice whether to say helloOr hi there or just hi.As if it matters for the rest of your romanceAs if a hair out of place would be the reason he rejects…
Choices
I don’t choose what orders to obeyWhen or how to toe the lineI can’t fathom a world where I do as I’m toldUnless a brilliant mind I find. The handful who know more than IThe ones who’ve come beforeThe history books recount their talesAnd I come seeking more. Wise counsel from a clever oneAdvice and…
Icy Flowers
The icy breeze beckonsa freeze that will openThe rest of the camellias.They sit hard and tightWaiting for a signTo flower and showAll that’s inside tochange the worldOr at least the landscapeFor passersby.
Angels
I believe in angels. And purpose and meaning. Faith that the opposite of entropy is the true path of each life. Like one bird in a flock is rational while the whole group looks like chaos. That’s the path your life is on. Each piece moving you towards the next right thing. Each loss a…
Together
Carrying the weight alone,Choosing responsibility to avoid disappointment.Unwilling to let her helpSo she can’t let you downUnable to tell her whySo you can still believeIn herAnd she can believe in herself. What if you pull together next time?And forgive herAnd yourselfWhen you stumbleAnd fall.Together.