I'm just a squirrel trying to get a nut.

My passion is ...

life.

I know too much about ...

Mr. Clean's magic eraser.

My parents always told me ...

to marry rich.

My childhood ambition ...

was to never live in a trailer again, ever.

My favorite memory ...

occurred during a thunderstorm.

Why I write ...

I write cause I like it.

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

I'm listening to a lot of Mat Kearney.

My first job ...

was at MickeyD's.

My best moment ...

I'm kind of hoping my best moment hasn't occurred yet.

My inspiration ...

is the wide, fantabulous world.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: On love

269 of 1267

I gave your name to a stranger. In speaking it, I gave you away. I've been hoarding you for so long, Wrapping you with layers of me To somehow keep you warm. Is the true measure of love Desiring to see you smile even as I frown? I would forgive you anything. Is wanting a piece of you selfish? If I were given but a morsel, a delicate sip, Would I greedily imbibe all? I stand on morality as if abstaining were a choice. The only thing that preserves me is your withdrawal. By deserting, you save me from myself. Even your indifference is divine. I am still haunted by dream imagery. Your eyes bo...

More..