I play by different rules…

I play by different rules…
I growl at people I like…
Can smell fear, smell love…
Understand that all things make sense….eventually.

I know that love is never static…
That it transforms and improves everything it touches…
Fills my world with romance…
And tells me that the world only gets better when I get better.

For me, time passes differently…
It is like riding an arc full of color…
When I leap into its embrace…
I sail through the years.

For me, its never too late…
Never too early…
Never all red and confusing…
Never cold and dark.


I like small tables for easy conversation…
Talking about each other’s passions and wars…
You know, playing by different rules…
Adding just another dab of texture to my already miraculous life.

I love you,

Annie