Sharing Breakfast

There is something so intimate

about sharing breakfast with

someone that you love.

The concept that you both

woke up and the first thing

that either of you wanted

was to see each other’s faces;

hear each other’s laughs;

make each other smile.

Those are such tender,

caring moments to share

with one another in

the moments where sleep

still sits in the corners

of your freshly opened eyes

and it is still early enough

that you can still share

and grasp at what remains

of each other’s dreams.

There is something so intimate

about sharing breakfast with

someone you love.

I’m glad I get to share it with you.

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The Wonder

North Carolina is full of tremendous beauty,

but the Great Smoky Mountains don’t compare

to the wonder that is you.

Picked Last

I’d rather be picked last

in every game of kickball

for the rest of my life

than face yet another

Valentine’s Day single,

knowing once again

that no one picked me.

What are you scared of?

I am hesitant to go on dates

It’s not that I am afraid to fall in love,

it”s that I am afraid to find that

no one on this planet will ever

make me feel the way you do

every time I see you, without fail.

Voice

Your voice is as gentle as the breeze

whispering to me through the tall trees.

I hear it everywhere that I go

and where it is not, my heart feels woe.

And how you say my name is unique,

making me smile, sometimes a squeak.

No one says it the way that you do.

My heart only beats this way for you.

I Want to Dance with Somebody

I want to dance with somebody,

but I don’t want anyone to see.

I want to dance with somebody,

but drunk enough to barely remember me.

I want to dance with somebody

and finally feel free

I want to dance with somebody

The Most Tremendous

You can put in front of me

the most tremendous

glorious,

breath-taking view

in the world in front of me,

but all I will look at is you

My Favorite View

Of all the breath-taking views

I’ve stumbled upon in the last week,

you are still my favorite.

One Little Christmas Light

Darkness is void of all colors.

It consumes everything around it.

Where you see nothing, you hear nothing.

You can only focus on the bleak emptiness-

That is until someone adds a little color to it.

One little Christmas light may not

be the thing that brightens the word,

but with a whole string,

a whole house,

a whole yard full,

the world seems a lot more promising.

So it is with you.

My world was dark until you added to it-

a whole lot of smiles

a whole lot of laughter

a whole day with you.

You filled my darkness with light

and the world seems a lot more promising.

A Word

A word-

So much power in just 6 spaces.

Your mouth and brain

are consumed by a vocabulary

with as many choices as

stars in the sky on a clear night.

A word

communicates your ideas clearly

and also leaves the water as murky

as Lake Erie crashing against shore-

creating worries and caution observing

what is obscuring you view.

A word

has many synonyms

that would instigate a large variety

of feeling within another human.

Yet you chose to use that one

knowing it would hurt me the most.