Bubble days
Of happy moments
Floating in the sea of time —
Happiness is what you make it,
And these moments here
Are mine.

Gasps of shock,
Sighs of relief,
Life's breath
Entering or leaving —
In and out,
The eb and flow
Of all shades of anticipation.

Happy
Never cares
If it is sloppy.

Pounding,
Beating,
Tremor,
Trembling skin,
Pulse racing fast —
I am rhythm,
I am music.
Feel the cadence of my heart.

Tides of life
In troubling times —
Flash your love.
Make it bright.

Energy levels
Still inked in red —
A far cry from what's needed,
But already so much more
Than what I had.

Truths unfelt,
Ignored, withheld —
Right up to the point
You can no more ignore
You can't.

The cards that I'm dealt
Won't define who I am,
For life gives us all a mixed bag,
With at least a few lemons.

Gratitude, honestly,
Such a beautiful emotion
To receive, to see reflected
In a loved one's
Brightly shining eyes.

Buried in fear
To be soothed
At the cost of freedom —
Follow the leader
Into the pen.

Cutting ties and closing doors,
Once has passed —
Nevermore.

Windfalls
Only find you
Out in the open.

In shorts and sand,
Spending time
Summer style —
A Monday like
A weekend day,
An April like July.

Cheer or calamity,
Joy or catastrophy —
The bells toll
All the same.

The world’s not fair,
But then again,
We're Kings and Queens
Of our domain.

Lackluster blockbusters
Fresh from the mold,
Sequels lacking
Any and all creativity —
I will watch something original
Or nothing at all.

Lunar beams and movie stars,
Sugar, salt, and caramel —
Canvas dreams in technicolor.

Common pain
Shared in words
Loses mass —
Will become
Overcome
Common hurt.

A look, a touch,
Ignite all engines —
Let me pull you close
And kiss you.
Lean into my hunger,
Feed my storm until
All but our heartbeats
Stills.

Of all that blossoms,
All that grows —
In my garden
Love is tended to
The most.