remember when you used to call me toria 

?? 

How is it possible

How can this be

  My dreams seem so real

But when I sleep

Only nightmares begin

Wrapping my brain around

The ocean’s waves

I can’t keep up

With the nonsense brought

Forward

To keep sinking or to let go

?

To me,

     perfection is the

Light in your eyes

The light from your soul

That makes my body whole

When we are in the room

Together

Perfection is your smile

And the way it holds your

Teeth in place: perfectly

I can’t help but dream of

Your eyes,

A place I find myself

Swimming in

A place I find myself

Living in

Perfection is the love

You give me

No matter what

Will you just hold me

In the dead of

   Night

While midnight

Moons

Shine into

Our room

Hold me tight

So my nightmares

Can’t come in

Hold me tight

While I fall asleep

In your arms

Please just hold me

(never forget) 7.

Watching the ocean set in your eyes

                                My heart

Melting into oblivion (smell of salt in the air)

     Shells hold us while we fall asleep

Into the afternoon sky-

I can’t help but find your hand

      as my body begins to fall

with the wind...

Below the ocean floor-

                                With you the smell

Of the sea

   Takes me to

  a place i can call home.

   A place we will share for eternity-

  While my life evaporates in front

Of me-   time offers a different

Version of me: the old me

   Opportunities set me

F R E E, even when the timing 

seems silly-

             The moon is telling me,

     “go with what happens as you are

  Present in the moment”

The afternoon rushes in, 

S l o w l y.

You might as well

Bite the scabs

Off these elbows

You can sink

Your teeth

Farther

For the pain

Doesn’t exist

Longer than

Cornstalks

Taller than trees

Take the time to

Really understand

The man before

You give him your

Everything

I am a terrible person I have sinned

I took the deer from the woods and I

Hide them

                        In months we

Call summer, when the moon never

Sets.

I am a terrible person, I have sinned

I stole love from the man who writes

The daily newspaper.

                                          I let him in

I drank from the fountain of life

Even when my mom cried me

“no”

Can’t eat what you don’t

Have until your

Feet break or your

Teeth itch

Give me a week