The One

Maybe it's just not for everybody
that one person that's supposed to be
your one true love

the one that you supposedly dreamed about
since the moment you were able to remember your dreams

Maybe it's just about momentary bouts of happiness
that different people are able to
fulfill at different moments

instead of that single one
there are probably a lot ones
times 5, 7 or 8 for all you know

the kind that are 'the one' for that specific moment
so that when you look back and remember
at that trial, tribulation or fun
you're able to smile
because that's just how it was supposed to happen

for the stories, the moments
for the lifetime of experience that
you just wouldn't be able to have
from just that 'one'

Because that's way better than none
Because that's what was just meant to be…
-Bionica

Reasons why she's still single

After giving it some thought
she came up with a few reasons
as to why at the age of 28+
She's still single

For starters
She don't date
She just looking for a spark
With out the spark she won't even try

And then
how can she meet someone if she doesn't go out?
her evenings consist of spooning her maltipoo
while watching movies about dragons
and mythological deities
She's also gotten very into the travel channel
falling in love with all these discoveries that
seem to bring out her inner nerd

And when she talks
it's like a hyper bunny all over the place
that laughs at her own jokes
regardless if they're funny at all

Who ever she meets must be approved
by her dogs
the 3 that star in biweekly snaps
with funny voice & filter

At 28+ she might be too goofy
a tad bit nerdy
and just all around weird
with out a care in the world

Hence her hair is never done
and her idea of dressing up
consists of stepping out of her chucks
and into the patent leather flats

to be worn with an over the knee dress
and just really big hair

This is why at 28+ she's still single
-Bionica

Different

Growing up she always wanted to be different
Different from the person she was with curly hair, dark skin
and a name that most people just couldn't pronounce

She wanted to take on the identity of a fictional character
like those on tv where the girls had great hair and the nicest parents ever
the kind that had really good jobs
yet they found time to be home with their kids
and help them with their homework
they knew exactly what was going on and spoke perfect english

But that wasn't exactly so
She hailed from the 6th floor of an apartment in the projects
where you could hear Frankie Ruiz loud and clear
as a 'hot' car drove by with the best sound system ever

The neighborhood parents spoke broken english
and would work when they found something they liked
if not, they would make the welfare line to ensure they would have
their food stamps at the beginning of the month
and they would never miss the WIC appointments
that granted them milk and cereal

She wanted a name like Melissa with a friend named Stacy
she wanted to hang out at The Max and giggle when her crush looked her way
yet she was way too far from that

The friends she made a school could have formed a map of South America
most of their parents were first generation
working hard to give their kids a good education
the kind that would get them into a good university
where their kids would meet others who did have a name like
Melissa & Stacy
with parents just like those on tv
the kind that would speak perfect english
with mothers that wore pearls over a lavender cardigan
with an over the knee pencil skirt

But by then, she would have already grown to love
everything that made her different
the name that no one could pronounce
with the handle downs and discount clothes
while the girls that sat behind her in class wore Acne jeans 
with Calvin Klein tank tops and those jacquard handbags
ones that she had never seen before

By then the differences that she once hated
were the ones she loved the most
because they made her who she was
they added to her story
they made her proud of the colored threads that made her quilt

And she was proud to her own self
woven with different colors
the ones she finally came to understand
-Bionica

Hair

What is it with people and curly hair?
Yes I have curls
Yes I know they are wild
Yes I know it looks interesting
But that doesn't mean that you can touch them

I am not a circus attraction or an animal at a petting zoo

No you cannot touch my hair
No you cannot touch my hair
No Don't touch my hair!!!

Since when does having curly hair give anyone the right
to just ignore my personal space
and just touch my hair like if it's some sort of oddity
one that should be checked out under a microscope

Take a step back
There are personal boundaries and I don't appreciate you crossing them

How would you like it if I just get all up in your head
Acting as if it were something from Ripley's Believe It Or Not

Sorry, but to your dismay
my differences
Do not make me part of a side show
If it fascinates you so much, buy a wig
They come in all colors for you to 'ooh & ah' over

I own a mirror and know what I look like
I own a mirror and know what I have
And I'm more than ok with it
It took me a long time to embrace it all
Stop trying to make me feel ilke it was a mistake

If I want to walk around all wild & free
Well, that's just me!!!

-Bionica

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Sparks

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They had been together for about a year

His kisses on her lips 

Her hands interwoven between the short strand of his hair 

Caressing his neck with each breath 

As his hand rested on the small of her back 

A luscious routine of what would follow 

After their weekly dates

Sometimes at a diner

Sometimes at the park 

Sometimes at his place 

Where they would end up canoodling on his couch 

But for some reason 

All his great qualities weren't enough 

Sure he just happened to be 

One of the hardest working people she knew

A wonderful son, great friend 

And among other things 

An incredible lover 

But it still wasn't enough 

The sparks weren't there 

To send her to the moon each time they kissed

The butterflies hid somewhere 

And wouldn't even flinch 

Not at his words 

Not at his scent 

And certainly not at his touch 

She wondered why 

Always giving it another try 

Another chance to see 

If perhaps the butterflies would come out of hiding

And make it a party when their lips would meet

When she would hear the sound of his voice

Or see a message he had sent 

But all the sweet mornings 

Good afternoons 

And beautiful evenings they spent together 

They just weren't enough 

The sparks never came 

Things just weren't right

Those feelings were missing 

She did what she could 

But he hadn't understood 

That what she wanted the most 

Just wasn't there 

She didn't dare ask him what he felt 

He may have gotten used to her

To the timber of her voice

Her hands in his 

And everything in-between 

But she still needed more 

And hoped that one day 

He would see what she meant 

-Bionica

Buscando

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In Desperately Seeking Susan

Roberta Glass follows Susan around 

Seeking something different 

A love that's wild and free

In Desperately Seekin Him 

She gets lost in a world of 

What could be 

A fantasy that she clings on to 

As if it were the life raft 

That would determine 

The existence of the rest of her life 

But she knows it 

She has to let go 

Like Roberta she has to forget 

To remember who she is 

And somehow find herself 

Standing alone in all her glory 

A love like no other 

One for herself 

Not a fairytale with a 

Happily Ever After

But the reality of 

Who knows what may be after 

And so as she stands around wearing a new jacket 

She realizes like Roberta, that she just has to let go 

Bid adieu to Gary Glass 

And take a chance on Dez 

Dez who found her just as irresistible 

Ready for more than what can be 

Bionica 

But Why

The second time that she saw him 

He asked her 'what is it that you like about him?'

She didn't know then 

She didn't know exactly what it was about him 

Sure there it was

The obvious 'he's a good person' 

Easy going 

Cool to be around 

And humble, very humble…

But when she got to thinking 

She really didn't know why 

Surely it had to be more than his smile 

The one he flashed her as he walked by 

The way that he took her hand in his

As he thanked her 

Or how to her surprise he 

Held her so close she could feel his heart beat against hers

There was more to it 

But she still couldn't explain it 

All she knew was this 

The mere thought of him 

Made her smile 

The mere thought of him 

Gave her a sense of longing 

To have him close to her

So that once again 

She could feel safe in his arms 

There was something about their silent embraces 

An unspoken language between them 

Than only they could understand 

And she had yet to tell him 

That the anticipation of just seeing him 

Well it made her heart flutter

As if within her 

There were a million feathers 

Just flying around 

Excited to know that he was near 

She felt perfectly comfortable with him 

Ready to risk it all 

For what reason?

She couldn't say 

She didn't know 

Not even to this day 

-Bionica