love-her-wild

I think it__ beautifulthe way you sparkle when you talk about the things you love.

Watch carefully the magic that occurswhen you give a person enough comfort to just be themselves.

THE HARDESTSTEPWE ALL MUST TAKEIS TO BLINDLY TRUST IN WHO WE ARE. - ATTICUS

There__ too much risk in loving,__he young boy said,__o,__aid the old man,__here__ too much risk in not.

EVERYTHINGWE LOVE ISWELL ARRANGED DUST. - ATTICUS

As he took her handhe gave herall she had beenwaiting for--a shiverdown her spine.

A few drinks and the world was hers_ she wore her whiskey like a loaded gun.

The beautiful thing about young love is the truth in our hearts that it will last forever.

Time is all we have and don__._

Poetry, is a life long war wagedagainst ineffable beauty.

I aspire to be an old man with an old wife laughing at old jokes from a wild youth.

She walkedthrough her lifeheavyfrom themighty wingsupon her back.

She was cool_ the whole world seemed to spin around her in smooth jazz.

It was her chaos that made her beautiful._

THE RIGHTPOEM FINDS US EXACTLY WHEN IT NEEDS TO.__TTICUS

It's a lonelything, protecting a breakable heart

She was another broken doll_dreaming of a boy with glue._

When it comes to love we are primates breaking stickswhile pointing to our hearts.