Kellie Elmore

Life is like a steering wheel, it only takes one small move to change your entire direction.

Sometimes the only way to ever find yourself is to get completely lost.

Sacrifices made for love are fine, unless the sacrifice is you.

I love how summer just wraps it__ arms around you like a warm blanky.

Poetry will die when love and pain cease to exist.

I have yet to be completely submerged in reality, for drowning in the sky.

I love how summer just wraps it__ arms around you like a warm blanket.

No matter what, we have to keep moving forward, even if we have to crawl.

How mighty you are as death comes upon you and your color fades. Yet from life and lush to bold array, screaming into the night.

Sing me a love song in a slow, southern drawl to the tune of sunny days...

...what happens when you returnand find nothingbut a hollowed shell,shingles and floor,walls and echoesand the light that lead you herehas now burned outand the ones who built ithave traveled afarand you cant go to them,no matter what shoes you wear.

Oh, those warm days of stumbling words; blinded eyes, embracing in sweet slow dances and sipping courage from a bottle for sneaking kisses.

Watch me go. Watch me. Because you said i couldn't. Because you thought I wouldn't. Go on, cry now. Cry.

That dip in the road- that sends your belly to your throat... that's how it feels when you kiss me.

I am but a firefly caught in his jar and when he looks at me, I can__ help but glow.

...and I laugh and I spin and dance and frolic in ecstasy and I... I hurt no more, while you...you petrified little man, are left to wonder if it's you I speak of.

It's summer and time for wandering...

Some of the best memories are made in flip flops.