Hero by Mariah Carey

agape

red hard half
of a heart

yellow me

green sky

blue spilled blue
all over the place.
the orange frame
cannot

hold us.

we are a thousand
shattered pieces,

leaves on a fire-painted plate.
twisted in the air
we rewind

until the day in the kiln,
the day

my heart

was soldered to yours.
the day they put
our colors     together.

i remember.

Spell by Marie Digby

style

when i wear
my hair
like this i think of you,
how it
accidentally happened

that we fell
in love

because i was tired.
i pushed

it behind my ear,
where all hair

belongs.
i berated the nuisance wispies
with a braid.

i stuck them in a place
for myself.

you saw me sleeping.
you said
it was perfect.

every time
my hair
is slightly mussed, i will

think about you and me,
and how
we mussed up our
own     perfection

with too much lying down.

I'm Yours by Jason Mraz (Hallmark '09 this is for you)

zappos

it is my only solace:
knowing
you are gone.

people who are
                        together
cannot wait for each
other.  it is chemically
impossible.

me, my magnet-ism
attracts incredible
impediments... but
none so good as you.

no,
instead
i repel the

ones i mean to love.
i pin them  in opposite

corners of the periodic
table.
it is my way.
and yet, some days,

when the weight of the
world is pressing down on me--

i regret the polarity
of my heart--

and its entire
physical being.

A Beautiful Mess by Jason Mraz

luna

did you
see the moon tonight?
i saw him
     in the corner
of my eye

in the corner
of the sky,

behind a star,
   behind a house,
      behind a tree,
behind a me   who
       hasn't bothered

to look
at the sky
since you left.

did you see the moon
tonight?

i looked at
her and thought of you.

nebulas couldn't steal
    me away.
i belong to you   like

night does to the sky.

Waiting on an Angel by Ben Harper

alas

the bliss--

the absolute bliss
of the fall--

of the magic   we once had
in here in

our

relentless pursuit
of perfection and happiness:

a piece of The Bliss
breaks off.
it is mine.

i carry it in
my pocket like a rock,
and it is mine...

my piece of bliss
to feed you

next time
your feet get twisted
 in the
chains of growing up.

Dreaming Wide Awake by Lizz Wright

tuesday

i am like a cat
without claws,
baby:

i purr you to death.
every
curtain they close

is an open
invitation.
Garfield, Einstein,
and world domination:
that is

all i have to say.
i fold
up tight in your arms.

i wrap my paw
around your face.
all the lions
in the world
cannot fool me.

when i am yours,
all I say is
what i need to say:

(when i land,
straight up,
on the ground):

roawr.

Winding Road by Bonnie Somerville

natural habitat

my favorite boots
are back in the box,

the winter solstice left spinning.
will it
ever be cold again?

i need the air:
my red-skinned cheeks
crave it
and my body feels better

wrapped up in it.

i like cold.

my
favorite boots
are back in the box.
i packed them in bubbles.

i also put my heart
in there.
it needs a cooler climate.
plus,

it wanted
to go back to you.