(2014)
I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time
Down to earth I am but of dust Dust particles I see floating in the air Carbon molecules
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job
I spend all my time Fighting with you In my head If we fought At least it would be
I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes
Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily
How do I Catch your interest? Once again I know You are bored with me
We Are me and you Together Two hearts Two minds
I find richness In the mixture In what others disdain Young people lost Between two cultures
Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man
By nature high-strung But I thought I was strong If not physically, emotionally For things to roll off my back Be mature and take the high road