North Star Love.

A twinkle in her eye.

Sea shells for ears.

She loves you deeper than

The Grand Canyon and

Softer than a flower’s pedal.

black skies.

love me again.
leave blood on your hands.
my mind is cracked.

Crescent Moon Love.

Scattered on the hardwood floor. Aged.

Pieces of my heart. Pieces of my body. 

There lies the dead body of she.

Don’t take life for granted, you may end up on the ceiling.

Feelings that are real, touch my soul and bring me to the Ocean.

There will be stars to follow and a moon to chase.

We are here.

Drag me by my ankles, bring me to the sea.

Mountains grow around us, our bodies sink deeper and deeper.

The sky seems full, full of love, only you and I can give.

Hearts beating, I can still see you breathe.

Thick air between our lungs, love will lie to even the best.

Beautiful souls, dance to touch the top of the trees

That we have to breathe in. Till the end of time where nothing

Exists. We can meet for Sunday Brunch. Once we meet,

The sea will align with the Full Moon and the Mermaids.

Dance me to my bed, my feet are tired from loving you.

thoughts of afterlife.

For you my dear I will give you my world.

I will give you my heart so you can feel love for the first time

And I will give you my eyes so you can see.

See how beautiful you really are. Majestically.

I will lend you my legs, so you can walk to work

And you can borrow my fingers to help count

The midnight stars. I will let you have my human body,

For I am done with it. Done. Use my legs to dance

The days away until the Sea comes for you.

Acknowledge the music stored into my brain.

Love it or hate it. Just acknowledge it.                       

And when you decide to be done with my body,

Remember to rest me deep into the Earth, deeper

Than roots can crawl, my youth, my knowledge.

Celebrate my life. Bury me with a dark melody.

Place butterfly wings over my eyes, to put me

To rest.

Ocean naps.

Love her from the darkest ocean secret.

Tuck her in, with the sea as her blanket and

The shore as her pillow.

Let her love you any way she wants.

The ocean, you see may tell her

Otherwise. Don’t leave her be, help her

Navigate through this mess she calls

Life. The Dreams inside her mind will

Stay there, until you find the key

To her human brain. She likes it when

It rains at night.

features.

Dandelion eyes

Button nose

Bubble Gum lips

Love me across the Sea.

Follow me, the old man cried out.

The sea is too loud, I cannot hear him.

Sails of color and the salt water breeze.

Follow me to the other side of this sea.

On the other side you will see, the

Ladies are delicate as rose hip.

The golden yellow sun, darkness cannot

Be let in. The people of this village know

Nothing but love. My heart reaches out

To touch the souls of the children.

The songs define joy, love and happiness.

Flying lotus.

I have discovered that love is all around.

The fishes in the sea, they love you and i.

The branches, they creak to give us a hug.

Sing like your lungs are bleeding,

Hot like a summer volcano, red hot.

Love is written on your lips, between

The moon and sun, nothing can

Stop the love.

wandering but not lost.

I won’t take from the roots,

My life is as full as the forest.

Dreaming of my soul.

High in the sky, happy.

Warmth filling my body.

Love is love and I believe

That. Don’t take from your

Home, replenish the lives

That need it. Don’t take

More than you need.

Your soul is fragile and

You will see, in time

Love is all you need.

Love is all we have.

I have you and

You have me.

Love.

Love.

Love.

Knives swinging from the ceiling.

Singing to feel alive again as if she’s already gone.

Time goes and wanders on like the waves at the

Beach eating the sand while the children weep.

Umbrellas are for the men who can’t walk

Their dogs as shoes are for slaves. Slaves to

The real world and the environment. We as

A whole, try to save the bees, we do our best.

But the King has demanded his servants back,

So before you jump off the bridge and across the

Sea, make a wish, throw it in twice and breathe.

The feeling the ocean gives you on a hot August day

Is the same feeling he gave me the first time

We kissed in the rain. If you open your heart’s door

You can see the love just flooding in. So

Don’t be afraid of the dark as love lingers within

The crevices of the unknown: the darkness.

The men pray and pray that one day, their

Wives would be dead.

trumpet flowers

running to save time and the love of my life.
here lies the dead body of his wife.
she had brown hair and beautiful lips.
nothing explains a Tuesday like her
agenda and back door keys.
she is dead now, if you could believe.
don't worry though her children
are fast asleep on the floor in the next room.
life is strange as it is beautiful.
things we cannot change are right in front
of our faces while the children starve.
you don't know what you have until
it dies, so please be kind.

miles deeper than the ocean.

Old man Sunflower lived across the sea.

He could still hear me breathe as the years speed by.

The ocean swallowed him whole and now he’s lost.

Lost at Sea, like the Old Man. Here shells are like

Telephones, you can reach anyone far and wide.

I have enough from this life. If there is no other life, then this one has been enough to make it worth being born, myself a human being. - Pearl S. Buck 

PRETTY MUCH, TO GRAM:

to everyone who thought i'd fail

i hope you like the taste of shit

because you aren't my recognition

you aren't stealing my sun

life is weird and inconsistent 

all of the time. so me, where

i am right now, i'm happy about

that and i don't need support from

downers. even if you are my family

i don't need  you as long as i tell

myself i'm all that matters.

torrye is always trying, harder than you.

slow and steady ALWAYS wins

the race. 

right side pages only 

my life consists of coffee, books, school and work.

throw away any ideas or thoughts of torrye away. 

right now i just want to prove everyone wrong. they say

a girl with a full heart and full plate will always fail.

and truth is- that's wrong. yes days seem to never

end and nights strike faster than lightening. 

but i'm doing this all for me and it has 

nothing to do with you. why are humans so nosy and

say stupid shit. you get into my shoes for one minute

and tell me everything is alright. we see differently. 

you can't see what i see, you don't understand where i am.

my vision is my story that you can read.
falling out of space
(seems like flying)
from here all i can see is a bright light
as i fall (fly) my heart rises through
my chest. now it's close to my eyes.
the view from up here reminds me of New York
on a five o'clock morning. beautiful, yet loud
busy, yet i can see myself and only me.
falling out of space
(seems like flying)

follow the time to death.

invitations to parties are lame. 

i'm going to throw mailboxes

at you until i get my tree back.

don't be alarmed when you wake

up to a sick dog. your lawn isn't

mowed and your flowers are dead.

 just give back my damn tree.

don't give up.
just have fun.
let loose: be beautiful.
show the world,
you don't care.
dance in the rain.
with me.

rivers and wrinkles: a new born.

a chin that rests upon my chest.

fall deeper into my heart as I take each breath.

i can smell you. your new human scent. 

it lingers from my chest to my nose.

everywhere you go i want to be

here i can see that life doesn't matter

love matters. life is a silly game and

we are stuck here playing.

lay your head back down on my chest.

i want to feel you think.

good night my love. 

~SATURDAY VIBES~

bleeding love.

humble soul

humble man

land that is ours.

a world connected

by seas and railroad

nothing seems to 

eat the July Flies

while the burgers cook.

flowers grow in between

our toes and nose

only for us to watch die.

somethings are strange.

really unknown.

how can one be at 

peace with an angry planet?

the rivers show us 

the world may end soon.

as the deer run into

the forest Galaxy 

the sun begins to rain.

strange. 

running.
change your name. 
i don't know myself anymore
used to be beautiful
she used to sing
she was a work of art.
now nothing cracks a smile.
her body is numb.
run as fast as the blood that is
shedding from your lungs.

22
always blinded when im with you
nothing exists when we are here.
you were there for everyone.
the world between you and i
shares life and joy.
but no one knew you were
here. i love you like
triangles on halloween eve
and stars in the night sky.
why did i put those words there,
you can say what you feel.

MAJOR MOOD

love you forever~

 dried and dead purple flowers.

I live in a world where my love is scattered across the sky.

Thin it lies, but all my love is there for everyone.

This place is a beautiful planet, we can dance with no

Shoes on and we can cry our hearts out to each other.

I love the way everyone smiles here. The mood is nothing

But a full watermelon and some good beers. I will

Live here forever with myself. No one understands me

anywhere else anyways. The trees will share their age with

Me when I become too weak because I give my

everything every day to everyone.

Running out of space to put my mind.

Please don’t let the time between days scare you.

We really don’t know where we go when we die,

But now is not the time, to discuss the size of the

Newspaper or the amount of money we spend.

Paperclips get in between our months, like water

Running out the faucet. Other than berries the

Color of blue, clouds rain hard down on us.

Licking envelopes to stop time should help

Heal the wounds of our mothers. Wasting the

Plastic bottles will make our bird’s nest die.

Say goodbye to the dandelions as for Winter is here.

The Trees will shed its summer bark and the

River stream will move a little slower.

With ice forming on the foreheads of the river

rocks, fish can’t make it downstream like

they used to. And the river will lose its flow.

Flowers and a vine.

Don’t ask me what’s wrong, because I don’t even know.

The wind blows, my hair flows but something is wrong.

I can’t tell if the fine women sitting in the café is looking

At me or if she is contemplating her situation.

The sidewalk never ends where you want it to.

And bus stops can’t be bothered with elevator music.

Fingernails that are longer than a mile, scratch my

Left brain lobe. With no teeth and a basket of flowers 

The librarian is off for her first date.

Don’t leave the Friends you have.

As I sit under the cherry tree I feel something.

I can hear something, very close. Closer than my eyes to my face.

I made a friend with a Black Bird, and he was eating my brain.

From inside I could roll my eyes back and take a look.

What a cute little fellow, sun yellow eyes and a sand paper tongue.

He sings me a little tune as he nibbles at my human brain.

Do I stop him? Or do I keep the one friend I made?

Not sure if my knowledge is weakening because of him,

But I just leave him be. I can’t interrupt him, so he stays.
Every time I go near the cherry tree I feel something.

My love for potatoes came from Mr. Jones.

Living with Mr. Jones I learned a lot of stuff

He taught me how to play piano and how

to plant potatoes. Mr. Jones gave me two

E.E. Cummings books which I fell in love with.

The type of love where birds sing and

you see your own heart dancing freely.

Mr. Jones let me cut his grass for six quarters

and a glass of Lemonade. He was a sweet

old soul, the color of copper and his eyes

would glisten in the fall moon. Mr. Jones

was the only soul that understood me.

bleed till your bones are dry.

I used to live where children would run free. 

They would dance to the tree's music 

and laugh as big as the world. 

You would see flowers taller than thee, 

grass here never got mowed. 

And the stars, later than midnight, 

They would glow an amethyst purple. 

Rocks stacked while the river flows. 

tree souls.

Pine cone eyes and a rusty heart- 

she pours her heart out for you on a Sunday morning. 

Her roots deep in the ground, no moving.

white love.

The chirp of the bird woke me from my sleep.

I can still smell you all around.  Like falling in love again,

Like getting lost in the deep woods.

          5689.

Where the children play, the old man hays and his dog has three legs.

                Here the river flows upstream and the grass grows longer between our toes.

                                Don’t be fooled by Mr. Y the farmer, he has more horses than you think.

beautiful

And I'm cruel to be kind

Don't like it but you let me down

But you let me down

You're not on my mind

Don't like it but you let go

'Cause you'll never know

my love grows every day.

Sir with the long hair, I think I’ve fallen in love with you and the lady with her cat that sits in her window as I walk by every 6 am morning. I’m in love with the nice, young lady that bags my groceries for me and sings. She sings to me, the most beautiful melody. I think I’m in love with all the yellow flowers that grow, even the ones with roots too shallow, I love you too. A man from New York, holds part of my right side heart love. I’m in love with my mother, her beauty amazes me every day and her courage has given me life. I think I’m in love with the little bugs that float on the water’s surface, sometimes they can look ugly, but I know I have love for them all. The front door to my grandma’s house, I’m in love with that as well. The way the frame hugs the door, the color reminds me of rusty rain and I love that. The boy whom I share a bed with and a life with, I know I'm in  love with him, oh so dearly. With his belly laughs and his forest green eyes, I love every bit of you, I could die. The food I eat, I know I love that. I cannot live without water, I need water like I need knowledge to stick to my inside brain. I’m in love with music, I can feel it, I can taste it, I can play it, I love music with my whole soul.  Every note feels different in between my fingers and toes. The love I have for my sister and brother grows out of this world. Every day I find something new to love about them both. From their eyes to their golden heart souls, I love them both dearly. I find myself falling in love with everything and everybody around me. Every day my love grows and grows and grows. I am allowed to fall in love with whomever I choose.  The fact that I can still feel, is such a beautiful thing.

how were we there at the same time?

And sometimes I wonder what you look like now and how you wear your hair.

Sometimes I wonder if you grew taller or if you still wore consignment shop clothes.

And all of a sudden, there you were, just right in front of my human eyes.

I didn’t think about you for years now and then you just reappear?

How should I feel? What should I do? The thoughts in my mind are frozen in time.

Right now I feel like crying, I can see your soul and mine dancing above all things.

I feel the tears fill up my eyes, it’s almost rolling down my throat kind of cry.

I don’t know if this is ok or normal, why do my eyes want to shut forever now?

Should I have said hello to you and your friends at the market, full of laughs and sunshine?

While I stand in the never ending grilled cheese line, between my love and my mother?

What was supposed to happen? Why were we in the same room at the same time?

There are millions of other humans and on this one very day your there.

I didn’t know if I should get up and dance or run and hide in my turtle shell.

All I wanted to do was stare at you, like the first time we ran in the rain with our clothes on before dusk. Like the time we made love on the railroad tracks and didn’t remember a thing.

Or the time we made a fort in your living room and hung out there all day.

Nothing in the World mattered besides you and I and our music.

Why can’t we go back in time and figure out what was so rusty? Was in my lips?

Was it my attitude? Why am I feeling this way today? Now all I want to do is cry.

The lemon drop tears will roll off of my face until the next time we meet sir.

There is still a door in my heart that is half open for you to come in and pour your love out.

I need something about you still and I can’t quite put my finger on it, all I know is something was there.