(2015)
I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
Why do we love sunsets? Distinguishing fascination What other species Must stop and stare A romantic couple
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist
It’s not pretty When I cry People get almost as embarrassed as I
I cannot apologize For writing what I feel inside If it is hard to read It is harder to live I will understand
Pretty and dainty Rich girl feet Meant to be Beside the pool They don’t like to work
The medication is not me But neither is the sickness it tre… You may hear its effects In my voice In my opinions
A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
The passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive
I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time
Husband and wife Companions for life Mature love that deepens And mellows with time Life’s eroding winds