"For her"

I saw the way you glowed under the night sky

As I dreamed about becoming the reason you smile

I recall how you shined like those stars

And now I must also admire you from afar

As beautiful as a melody, hypnotic as art… 

Sharper than a symphony and twice as smart

Impossible to catch and harder to hold

Eyes of blue fire and hair of gold

Lips that glisten, curves that speak

I try not to listen but my will is weak

Every meeting a blessing

every adventure a dream

I try to play it cool when you take me to extremes

Clever and kind and oh what a mind

She can have anything she wants

Not because she’s pretty

because she’s driven

She absorbs the kindness received and compliments given

 and sends it back into the air.

Everyone is there and they all want their chance

I end up last even though you had me at first glance

If you touch my shoulder, I jump

I guess that’s what happens when there’s electricity

Whenever you are by my side

I feel justified

But what happened wasn’t what I expected 

I felt like we connected and then I felt rejected

For months I patiently waited 

but these feelings weren’t reciprocated

First we were friends and then we were “friends” 

but it didn’t have to end

Even though I fell, I think I’ll be okay

Things didn’t work and I wanted to run away

But I couldn’t close my lips to you

nor could I close my heart

So I march forward in pieces 

even though it tore me apart

For the longest time I needed to know…

Why do your eyes sparkle brighter than anyone else’s?

With you, I had no past 

but all I wanted is a future

A person so rare 

and that’s why I cared to be close to you

Dynamic and real

my feelings never had any doubt

You made me want to improve

but when you moved

I bottomed out

I don’t say half the things I want to you

Out of respect

for what you have and for who you are

I wanted to reveal how deep I really feel 

but when I care more than you

what good would it do?

And yes, I’m green, how could I not be?

After everything we’ve done

after everything we’ve seen

I would have loved you for as long as I could

And I would have treated you twice as good as he would

Now I accept this fate

my dreams need an update

I can’t say I’m late 

when I wasn’t even considered

I was never in this race so I’m far from a quitter

And I care too much about you to come off as bitter

So, I want to thank you 

for restoring my wants and dreams

for far too long I had nothing to say about love

But you had me babbling from the get go

I’m hard to reach and even harder to know 

and somehow you did both

An epiphany that was found

a lost heart suddenly faithful

You taught me I could love again and became my best friend

and for that I’m eternally grateful

So as time moves ahead and the distance spreads

 it’s only natural for our bond to fade

But no amount of age and no amount of space 

could ever replace the bond that was made

Because I’m willing to bet

it was no mistake that we met

I know my passions will endure

A heart never regrets

A head never forgets

so this one is for her.

"The Poet Soul" by Eddie Gomez

The poet soul: 

finding calamity in minor setbacks

loneliness in a crowd

often arriving in disguise

leaving when not allowed

feeling the greatest loss in goodbyes

the calmness in frantic

a dreamworld romantic

sleeping without shelter underneath graying skies…  that means we take chances

What kind of poet should I be? 

The kind who drinks heavily? 

Or maybe just the kind who writes poetry

Now that I’ve found it I believe in my voice

a whisper turned up to 10

whisper again

Words come alive recounting journeys I’ve been through

unlocking more love inside than I ever knew

I grab a pen and then

I let the emotions take hold 

because genuine joy from young hearts

cannot be controlled

I find meaning even when I don’t mean to

real or pretend it’s happening again

everything is beauty, everything is pain

everything is temporary and everything’s the same

I have to carry a pen and pad at all times

to document stories and emotional crimes

The news of the day

life keeps me on the beat

you say nothing’s going on

well that’s news to me

Go on and embrace your hate 

while I embrace a poetic fate

I don’t destroy with my hands, I create

I stand by my convictions

even when they come back contradictions

and when my emotions are attacked 

the poet soul fights back

my opinions give rise when dishonesty lies

I pay closer attention than you realize

I want to see what’s coming at me 
as well as what’s passing by

I need to vent, reflect, lament, bask and ask the universe why

So I observe the world til I can find more time

A question lost in a moment that needs to be defined

But moments...

they don’t care what you want to prove

they don’t care about prayers

time is gonna move

whether you’re rich or a millionaire

I don’t need riches

just as long as I have sense

and you can’t buy my poet heart 
no matter what the expense

I’m just gonna write about this life all night until it fits

I’m gonna play with fire like it’s a normal adventure

While looking to create sparks in future endeavors

We take a lump of life’s coal 

and turn it into extraordinary gold

so maybe we should charge at the door

because we poets are poor

but I know what this release means

so how can I ask for cash 
while I’m living dreams

all I can hope for are your ears, eyes and time

those things when combined

are worth far more than dimes

so instead I move ahead 

looking for wordplay and rhymes

metaphors, magic moments and meaningful times

my words won’t rest til they find their resting place 

when they leap right off this page 
and into your face

I know that sounds severe

but at times the word demands it.

you have to be willing to part with your fear 

in order to understand it

I understand

that I’ll never grow up or too far

because there’s no compromise

so I fight through the lows and celebrate the highs

and what you call routine I tend to call madness

as crazy as it seems, the pen loves sadness

I remind myself that I wouldn’t enjoy heroes 

without a few villains

and the unpredictability 

makes life so thrilling

I wouldn’t be able to separate the joy and the agony

without having been through all the good fortune and tragedies

and if you look deep into my eyes

you might be surprised 

just how bright my dark browns can be

I’ve realized as I get older I get thicker

but this isn’t fat

it’s layers

from all the things I’ve learned

all the places I’ve stayed

from all the times I’ve walked past the haters 

and ran past the pain

for all the times I bit my tongue 

when I wanted to complain

when I say I’m well rounded 

I’m not talking about my physique

No, I speak from a place of pride

from a personal diary of the travels I keep inside

transformed into poetry I can no longer hide

So go on and embrace your hate while I communicate

I don’t destroy with my hands, I create

I create a better way to embrace the love within

I create the courage to speak about the bravest of men

Never underestimate the power of my pen