Here are a couple of pictures of the people I love, and a bunch poems I wrote.
November 30th came like a blessing
My heart was panicked in it's joy
Sitting close to you, my palms sweating
Believing for the first time
I don't know why holding hands
On your sister's couch
Meant more to me than the kiss we shared
At your party months earlier
But I felt the truth in your palms
I felt love seep through my heart
"True Magic"

She walks beside me,
her hand secured with mine,
and she turns to me,
gives me a smile.
The wind plays with her hair,
as I stare into her eyes,
she knows, and I know,
this was meant to be.
I kiss her soft cheek,
She turns to run away,
but shes holding on.
With a little run
and a giant leap
we soar through the air,
weaving in and out of clouds.
Holding tight Im a little scared,
but a look in her eyes
told me not to worry.
Shes learned how to fly
and shown me the way.
A little more confident
I then let go.
We raced and played until
the sky grew cold.
Once again holding hands
safe on the ground,
We stare at one another,
knowing our lives are complete.
An embrace, and a kiss
the moon and trees bear witness
to a union made official.
Promises spoken,
we are one.
                           -by Chip
To Be The Star Child

Today is a day when all things are possible
And if I sparkle and shine and glimmer and gleam
And let my natural light shine through

I will never be lonely

If I can remember to be the Star Child, the Goddess, the Magic One
And raise my arms in an expression of joy
Palms flat to the sun
And feel the energy from my feet to my fingertips
Running through my veins and along my lines

Then I am the sky
And I am the sun that warms your shoulders
I am the wind that leaves nothing untouched

I am the Star Child, The Goddess, The Magic One

All power lies within
I broke free

I broke free
wild and free
and the wind bent around my back
in the rain I saw the future
it was shinning with the same sunrise
over every nation
the birds rose once more
taking flight
a black legion
telling me why the witch's voice
can call the wind
A Runner's Story

And so she ran and she ran
ran
          ran
                      ran
ran until she didn't know where she was.
ran until she couldn't breath.
ran until she lost her thoughts.
              all her thoughts
                      her thoughts on love
                      her thoughts on school
                      her thoughts on work
                      her thoughts on family
                      her thoughts on pain
                      her thoughts on justice
                      her thoughts on war
                      her thoughts on responsibility
                      her thoughts on hope
                      her thoughts on her future
She ran until she lost them all. 
And then she stopped.
And looked around.
And, having nothing familiar,
She began again. 

She began to run. 
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