i like long titles and his poetry

he wasn't any sort of typical.

he was black balloons on a sunny day

and flowers in the winter

meeting him was like orange juice for dinner

but darling that didn't turn me away

surprised, i was when she said my name
under my collar felt like a flame
for the first time in a long time
someone saw this broken wolf as tame

maybe we weren't supposed to be friends and maybe we couldn't hold on

and maybe fate has unending red marks from face-palms and a head ache from yelling "wrong way"

but darling that didn't turn me away

like the grinch, my heart grew three sizes that day
her sweet voice was always there to sway disarray

talking to you was like fresh water on a hike

it was new and had my full attention

it was innocence and unopened doors

it was culture shock and an interested tourist

enticing and overwhelming

and completely unnecessary

seeing more than most, she knew just the tip of the iceberg
like a ghost; i was transparent to her

thinking you took my hand; you held my heart
trying to understand while in your arms

april 25, 2015
never did i tell her how she gleamed

jumping off cliffs never seemed this easy
but darling the bottom was just teasing

maybe you didn't catch me, but i never hit the ground
i don't know where i landed
but the fall is over now

radiant, warm, absolutely lovely
it must have been a dream

looking up i see your eyes and miss the sensation of butterflies and, love, it isn't a disguise

aa 
dtg

what used to be gravity now feels like a string attached to my heart
it doesn't bother me, but the feeling has my thoughts
i don't know where i am or where we left off
but darling, it wasn't a dream, and we aren't completely lost

JQP