I want to take her pain away,
First with my heart,
and then my hands,
lips,
and tongue

My own dear love, he is strong and bold
And he cares not what comes after.
His words ring sweet as a chime of gold,
And his eyes are lit with laughter.
He is jubilant as a flag unfurled--
Oh, a girl, she'd not forget him.
My own true love, he is all my world,--
And I wish I'd never met him.

My love, he's mad, and my love, he's fleet,
And a wild young wood-thing bore him!
The ways are fair to his roaming feet,
And the skies are sunlit for him.
As sharply sweet to my heart he seems
As the fragrance of acacia.
My own dear love, he is all my dreams--
And I wish he were in Asia.

My love runs by like a day in June,
And he makes no friends of sorrows.
He'll tread his galloping rigadoon
In the pathway of the morrows.
He'll live his days where the sunbeams start,
Nor could storm or wind uproot him.
My own dear love, he is all my heart--
And I wish somebody'd shoot him.

Live and never forget. Forgive, and never regret.
We all have loved, and love is all we have.
Never forget, never regret.

These days the colors of your voice paint time.
Minds bound together, but a frosty distance between.
Your soul dances fluently, a force I crave to absorb.
All I can do is breathe sounds into you while your arctic gaze unravels my deep makeup.

I revel in the acidic pain you've carelessly carved and I welcome it because nothing else exists.  

I shake, I’m scared. I blush, I’m on fire.
You watch tranquilly as if amused by a child.

Seized by your enigma my purity transforms into treachery.

I laugh because I'm flying
You laugh because you know I’d let you do everything to me
and we both cry, because you just might.

You send my head spinning
Through clouds
Stars
And space

I am enchanted
By your knowledge
Your eyes
Your grace

A fleeting feeling danced through my body
When your eyes met mine
But then I tore off the mask
That I gave you
And spat in the lies
That I fed you

I convince myself
That you and I
Will intertwine
But when you heart and mine touch
The love is just mine

You sent me to heaven
Then ripped me out
My pain is my own

I was happier there
You know so much
But not that

And I will never forget that you sent me cosmic
I still hope that you will send me cosmic again

You are not broken
You are perfectly fine
Like visions of a pink ribbon perfectly gliding through your pale skin

You are okay
You are alright
Like the sound of the crashing waves at night

You are happy
You are alive
Like the taste of freshly cooked bacon

You are unhappy
You are pretending
You are afraid
You are a liar