i know he knows the shortcuts
and every corner in my heart
i know he knows how to follow through
but even gypsies wish to be courted
and if in one drunken moment we share a passion then
may the guitar and piano notes flow straight through me
and may we always remember this singular precious moment
drinking milky tea under stars that are aligned but should not be
Oct 24, 2011
Oct 24, 2011 at 1:01 AM UTC
for one so small as i
the price was much too high
the heart still beats an inconsistent time
and falls short
to ridiculous rhyme
Oct 23, 2011
Oct 23, 2011 at 11:53 PM UTC
perhaps we are unlikely heroes
but at least we are heroes
like a rabbit in a cage
no like a bird with broken wings
i lack no conviction
oh but that i could fly
be as blue as the great beyond
sing a song that leaves all who hear it weeping
for love is happily
Oct 23, 2011
Oct 23, 2011 at 11:35 PM UTC
when i look at him, i see you-
except you're better at magic than houdini
****** knees but nothing comes free
kisses are messy, even petite
even i know this
even i know this
if you hold me close
especially if you close your eyes
especially if you look into mine
especially if you lie
i can lie
we can lie
we can lay and lie and pretend to sleep
how you move on me
how we burn
what it tastes like when you
know me know me know me
like you mean it
because i want no one but you
Oct 17, 2011
Oct 17, 2011 at 12:21 AM UTC
you are to me an entirely new world
yes you see but a safari
world and you my wild thing
so let us draw near and
i know you could teach me a thing or two
the way nature can choose to do
but we're too close and it's hard to breathe
i wish sometimes i could disappear into the
way you run like you don't even know
if you don't look back i'd never know
i'm just trying hard to it let go
Oct 17, 2011
Oct 17, 2011 at 12:20 AM UTC
we find each other when we're looking
when we least expect to know
i see myself in you
and you see in me what you will
when we're disappointed we forget
but hold me close and we'll remember
for the sun is not up long
and the night that much longer
when the rest is left to the great unknown
Oct 17, 2011
Oct 17, 2011 at 12:20 AM UTC
beauty is not unwild
is not quite tame or mediocre
but beauty
for God's sake
is not rare
Oct 17, 2011
Oct 17, 2011 at 12:18 AM UTC
behind thick curtains
drinking hot tea leaving
swirling trails of smoke
and carefully combed hair
benignly denying the fact that
behind his beard
behind her glasses
is love and only love
Oct 17, 2011
Oct 17, 2011 at 12:18 AM UTC
we shall dance and not be too tired
for we have loved for years and
will no longer deny this but
if that mustache is indicative of anything
we shall spill the liquor and forget ourselves
momentarily
for we are artists
with beautiful artistic hands
and beautiful artistic eyes that see
putting together pieces of ourselves
and fitting them into each other
to see things in a whole new light
and even if we eat from garbage cans
and never have clean water to wash our hands
we have our skin
who has seen us through seeing through each other
Oct 17, 2011
Oct 17, 2011 at 12:17 AM UTC
something about this wild girl scares me
in her eyes i cannot see
anything that even remotely
reminds me of me
and the mirror is quite smooth
reflective indeed
but this jacket and sulky pout
cannot possibly be suiting me
her curly head of curls
must equally be filled with dreams
but i shall never know
what she hopes for me
quite silent is she
(so silent and yet free)
but if she says not even a thing
then i suppose i shall have to let her be
Oct 17, 2011
Oct 17, 2011 at 12:16 AM UTC