I love the romantic,
goth of Tim Burton;
and the wreckless drinking
of Charles Bukowski.

I never wanted the fairy tail wedding
until I met you
suddenly it was the gorgeous wedding on the beach
a beatiful white gown that flowed like the waves of the ocean
you at the end of the white carpet
my king waiting anxiously to share the kiss of our new begining
but just as the wind,
our plans were blown away by the hurricans of our past and present
and in a matter of days we were forced back into reality
the fairy tail yanked right out of our hands
now we're trapped,
forced to have to walk through the cruel world,yet again
the dove with the permanetely clipped wings

She wore all

Black

But her heart bled

COLOUR

Sooner or later,
I’ll be forgotten,

Forgotten by you.

And everything

That was there,

And everything

That was ours,

Will turn into nothing

In the end.

Who was the last to wear your body? 

Parting petals upon modest fingertips 

Supple mouth which you tumbled willing 

And gulped until tamed .
Laid steamed and wet awaiting the sun

to bellow through curtains 
as the
scene laid out 
like an easy 

****** mystery

You told me you
Couldn't trust anymore
So you locked your heart
And you shut the door
I would knock and
Knock everyday
I waited for a response
Then I walked away
Soon I grew tired
Of trying to earn your trust
Your teardrops on
doorknobs begin to rust
It was pointless to knock
So I just walked in
Your trust in me
Growing more thin

"No more doors
We can have a new start
Now I only have
To unlock your heart"

"But why should I trust
The one that didn't knock?"

*"Because I am the only one
That cares about your lock

Everyone else left
For the same reason I stayed
Because I couldn't bare
To watch you use that blade"