You swear your glass to be half empty.
When I contradict, you refute.
So I'll poor my half into yours
And end this dispute.

I watch how much ink
it is taking
to immortalize every inch of you,
I see my pens are wasting,
but I purge the contents of
my heart out for you.

Love is morphine for
the hole in our hearts,
do you notice how
light love feels when you
ignore the dark?
Love is morphine for
all our broken parts;

Capsize me, and
somehow,  I'll be
*less dizzy.

In our world of clamorous wailing and insertions our entrails are left out on the curbing bloodied and useless.
If only we could fish ourselves out of our own wistful delusions.
Every creature has its role in our worlds tropic cascade, but our true delineated roles are being the cogs to catalyze our machine.
Never dethrone someone of this quality; Sometimes the seemingly most meek are the most mirthful and life changing.
Don't render yourself a graggled block in the machine due to your insecurities, love and love indelibly and you will be set free.

he was e cord and sunset lover,
and I was vanilla and cold weather.

he spoke of love in different languages,
i gave my boring self in quickened stages.

he was marveled at,
and i was passed by.

he lost touch with my heart,
and I never knew why.
-i.w.

People smile and say I'm magnetic,
that I "draw people in";
They don't understand, though I wish I could tell them.
I wish I could tell them that one day I looked at the sky and saw thousands of stars, and that they were beautiful but all the same until my eyes were drawn into glorious light. A star brighter than any of the others. That my eyes lingered and widened in awe of such a powerful sight. I needed to know more about this incredible star. I learned it's name: Sirius  
I learned that one day Sirius will collapse and become a black hole that will destroy every thing in its path. It will ruin those that are drawn to it with a force so powerful that light will not escape it's grasp.

It's a beautiful star. But, one day it will ruin everything When they tell me I'm magnetic, with smiles and compliments, I yearn to tell them this.  I yearn to warn them of the beautiful and destructive, magnetic star.