I'm Okay

I'm okay, I'm okay
My heart is shattering.
It's sticking me with its million pieces.
I'm okay, I'm okay
My hands are burning, my skin
Every place where you have touched
Smolders.
I'm okay...
I'm okay.
I need you.
My heart is in my throat.
My tears are on my tongue.
My hand is at my neck
And my mind is screaming for you
God please, please.
Tell me you're okay.
Tell me you need me; you want me.
Tell me you love me.
Please, please.

Your face is in my mind as pain rolls through me in waves.
Your kiss can cool my strongest calm.
I don't regret a thing.
Most of all, I cannot regret you.

I love you.
I love you like the moon and the sun love the planets and the stars.
I want to kiss you like the ocean kisses the land.
I want to be in your arms and feel you touch me like the wind brushes the leaves of the trees.

Be not fleeting.  Be not fast.
Come to me slow.  Love me long.

Simply Diet Coke

There are times where I wish things 
                were as simple as Diet Coke. 
I am simple.  I am complex
     Think of me, and I will appreciate
even the lightest action
I feel like my opinions are
      more valued if they rhyme and
flow smoothly, but
that is not the case.
      Humans are hard to understand, but
they reap great rewards.
     Taking the time to recognize and
appreciate someone's Diet Coke is
crucial to the worth of that person.
     People are responsive, so respond to
everyone as though he or she is a person.
     Value does not lie in the dollar, but
what is chosen to do with that dollar.
I grew up in a family where
   you gave what you had when you
had it because if someone needs
something and you can provide it,
you might as well.
   We gave, we give, what we have
because we know well how it feels to go
without.
    And when we were dependent,
someone cared for us.
     Poverty may not be good, but
it is certainly a close sibling to reality.