"The One"

We search all our lives
For "The One"
The One is the answer
The One will solve
Everything
We search, and realize
One day
It's not the "who"
It's the "when"
When you're ready
For love.

Barbed Wire Heart

Your heart
As a child
Learns by mimetic instinct.
You've seen love,
therefore, you feel it.
You've seen affection
therefore, you display it.
And you can't imagine,
Because you've never known
The pain-a heart
Of barbed wire
I've been there.
I'd say,
I'm a bit rough around the edges.

Mr. Fuzzles

I call you, Mother
You call me, Sir
Mr. Fuzzles
The Teddy
At the foot of your bed.
I'm a constant,
Since you were young
But, I don't age
And I've smelt of the closet
Since day one.
And there you keep me, now
That you've "Moved On"
Because, Teddies are for children
And you're a "Big Girl".
You use the "Big Girl" toilet
And the "Big Girl" bed
And, you do your hair yourself
Like a "Big Girl".
I call you, Mother
You called me, Sir
Mr. Fuzzles
The Teddy
At the foot of your bed.
You've "Moved On"
You've "Grown Up"
But me, I'm made of stuffing
And I won't change.

IDEA!

I've got it!
We can run--
So far!
And oh, so very near
I think
I've got it!
When we run
So fast
I'll let you call me dear
Oh, how
I've got it!
And you've yet to see
Spectacular--
That is, it's me
I've got it!
But
We've yet to be
Impressed
With mediocrity.

Captive.

Remember, when I used to be
A catastrophe; monstrosity
Remember, when I used to be
A lie;Deserving detainee
To life--as it was to me then
Living--as it has been since
A part now
Of a great spectrum
And I can live it
All for fun
But you could hold me
Captive.