Tuesday, September 27, 2011

every little bit of you

this grief sits heavy at the feet of my soul,
 and fear stirs butterflies all the way through me, 
                         but it's the beauty, 
the love 
and the miracle of it all 
that feels as if it must break my heart 
into 6 billion little pieces of you. xo

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Love is always lonely, hungry and wild.

Love is always lonely
always hungry and wild.

She walks the streets at night, looking for a heart that's big enough to hold her in
and fill her up,
For the one thing that makes her forget everything else there is yet still to Love,
Like this

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

keep smiling

If your not my friend anymore then you never were. 
I can't see the darkness for the light.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Awkward Pause

And nobody said anything
because they were all frogs
and the witch was dead
But now there wasn't any way to change them back.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Something else

To stretch a short story long
it was late, I was tired,
you were bored, i was restless,
The tall and the fat of it,
the fiction behind the truth
The things we want so much to believe
that it's almost real
almost more beautiful than I could bare
but if you bear with me
everything is,
if not all right, at least halfway here
as if God himself could change
For this thing called time,
or for what you call good.