i love the smell
of a cool crisp morning,
when the rains have fallen
and the cracks in the pavement
are still wet,
and the trees
wave silently in the gentle breeze,
as the birds flit among the branches.

What are bra straps anyway?
just things to wrap around a young man's mind
to blind him to necessity.

But she,
Oh
She binds me in her chords using staves as swords and my words though picturesque are not so blessed.
her music hits me sweetly,
skips across my skin and frees the colours which begin
to drop,
dripping from within,
without her there is no sound,
no heart to beat,
nothing sweet,
necessity I meet head on but
nothing to meet if she is gone
and the young man in me becomes
the old man unfree.

When the cold comes
When the lights go out
When promises are broken
When tears fall
Broken glass
Plastered walls
Eggshell
Tawny
Gray
Misery will never fail anyone at all

oh onerous one,
I'll love till my last
Breath, a breaking bluster,
That will corrode my insides.
I shall not worry,
About these organs.

All that remains is an empty
ship, sailing seven seas.

An unconditional love with the deep blue,

To forget about my love for
Thee.

Write something with meaning
Write something with substance
Read between the lines
Think of something
Think of anything
Importance possibly

make
someone somewhere somehow stir
Inside


And I will then exist.

Do you hear that sound?
The wind
Whistling through closed blinds
Drifting into your ears
Burning your eyes
Stimulating your mind
Days behind dance
Driven by unrequited
Painful
And provocative romance
Hollowing your eardrums
And pitting your chest
It's quiet
But so loud
I wish I could understand