Like a blizzard,
this white-out...
You were the twist that swirled around my heart
And struggled to grab away my peace...
Shuffling through the pages
of time immemorial...
Missing you
others selfish priorities and insecurities...
Remember when we said "Always and...
well now I know I'll have that never...
Glide me over your lips,
Like pride mumbling tricks...
My vision is obstructed as these barricades
cannot abstain the waterfall streaming over...
Sometime poems they dont quite rhyme
And sometimes i guess they do...
This morning something dawned on me
Im not going down in history...
The butterflies ,
that little glow you see around...
I feel we get on really well,
when we chat i can tell...
The feeling of love is what makes you smile...
-Mercedes Vazquez...