We sit
waiting
the silent ringing,
hitting and spinning in
our heads.
Here
we learn
about ourselves.

Love and lust;
So easily confused,
Yet, so rarely combined.

I want to slip out of my skin and into something more comfortable.
I’ve never been so aware of every part of my being.
I’m so afraid to just be the person I’ve always been.
You make everything in my life so many shades brighter.
You make ever sound so much louder
And you make every kiss so much sweeter.

I’m suddenly so aware of every movement I make and how you will feel.
When I’m lying next to you in the moonlight I hold you as tight as I can
My fingers lingering in all the curves I find along the way.
I want you always and the feeling has not died down after months of lying next to you.
I still lose my breath when I watch you dress in the morning
I still smile as your heavy breathing turns into light snores.

I still cherish each night I get to spend next to you,
I keep thinking one day I’m going to wake up and realize perfection such as yours is only my imagination.
I don’t ever want to fall asleep and miss a moment of your sleepy laughter
And miss out on the fact that you hold me tighter as the night goes on.
And this is the life I want to share with you.
I want to bathe in your beauty and remember every contour of your body as I love it relentlessly.
I want to fill you with soft sweet kisses and stand beside you as we face the
world.
I want to love you freely and without mistakes
I want to be the best you’ll ever have.

I’ve never been so enthralled by another human being
I memorize the way you sound in laughter and happiness.
And I endure all of your pain and sadness as though your suffering has become my own.
Your smile has become the source of my smile.
And your laughter sparks the same response in me.

I remember every detail of your face as though it’s the first and last thing I have ever seen.
Every part of you is beautiful
And every part of you is sacred.
And when I touch you and your body fills with sweat
My own breathing becomes jagged
Because everything you feel is everything I want to feel.

It remains a mystery to me why you laugh at all my jokes
And why you always lean in for a kiss before we part
Your hands and mouth caress my body in ways I’ve never felt before.
I am profoundly aware that you are the classic example of the perfect woman
From the dimple on your cheek to your long locks, I feel for you in ways that scare me.
I need to cherish every second we have together.
I need to feel every beat my heart takes next to you
And I need to commit each breath to memory.
You make me the luckiest woman in the world.

Love and Lust,
So far from confusion,
We’ve all but combined.

the daily hum-drum that we find in our lives
has again been replaced with this dub-step vibe,
we step in time to the rhythm as it moves
wobbling drops that can't stop our groove.
in fact they fuel it,
the real-time, phase-nine,
electro-hip hop, bass-line.
laser projections ready to stump and soothe our sight-line,
like a spaceship's blast off up over to cloud nine.
a bass-smith's tools perfect ghoulish dub lines,
the masters of the craft, now imploding history's timeline.

Autumn has never looked so beautiful
with red streams overflowing on to pale white banks
rivulets of summers laughter brought forth
with the gentle kiss of sharp ice from winter's depths
to turn from the brightest crimson to black
empty are the eyes of the sun now darkened
and glassy as the last breath of air rustles
through falling leaves
stirring a lock of raven hair gently
as a blanket of fog descends to obscure
colors made vibrant by life in a never ending sea of grey
i love you whispered tree to tree, the last sound heard
before she falls to dreamless sleep

It was so long ago
Or was it… yesterday?
Separated by fears
Of love that would not wait

But if I had known
How I would feel today
I would have taken your heart
And shown it a world
Where dreams really do
Dreams really do come true

It’s like a regret
That you always feel in your heart
It’s like a love affair
But only you will play the part
How can I live
When time has left me no choice
But to die or be alone
Because love never found its voice

But if I had known
How I would feel today
I would have taken your heart
And shown it a world
Where dreams really do
Dreams really do come true

The worst part about falling
is not when you hit the bottom.
Not getting back up after the fall.
Not when you have to let go,
Not when you have to move on.

The worst part about falling
is knowing that you are slipping.
Knowing you are slipping, deep down
into a pit of demons and despair.
Knowing you are breaking.
Knowing you will be held hostage
by the devil inside you.

Knowing you need help,
but when you finally cry out,
no one is there to save you.
And you just have to allow yourself to fall.