... compare war stories
and overanalyze the depth of your scars...

you cut holes in your sweaters
and stick your thumbs inside
and color your nails with markers
like koi in a meadow of fairy moss
you eat the words straight off the paper of your favorite novel
you don't wear shoes
your knees are bruisy
and i watch you taste literature
like it's your last meal

This might be hard to take
but it's even harder to say, okay
I swear to god that to this day,
my heart still beats a little faster at the thought of your name
and maybe i've lost it and maybe I'm completely insane
but my chest is full of dark blue butterflies,
and when you smile they all ignite
into little blue flames,
like beacons in the night inside my chest.
When you're here my soul smiles bright,
it's like you're my human sized night light
but for my mind, and
when the thoughts get a little too intertwined
you're there to untangle them,
untangle the hem that's unraveling the edges of my mind like my favourite sweater,
and you put me back together.
I don't know where i'd be if i'd never met your face,
if I never heard your story, 
if we'd never been at the right place, at the right time,
if i'd never organized my thoughts and said hello.

So today's the
day where I've
decided to love
you
where I've bought
a moleskin
book, in pink
subdued
peony
hues
and

Today's the day
where I'm writing
to you;
and,
you
don't
even
know

And a year from now,
when you're all
alone
and maybe,

I'm alone too,

you can rest
at peace

& my love letters
will find their way
to you.

i wonder if it felt as good for you as it did for me

her mouth is an ocean of spells
her heart is a forest of beasts
her eyes are tinder for stars

In this hollow space
I hold before the rising sun
In duty the greys will fade
as the sky shifts into it's run
I hold the hallowed word
and embrace it's lifeless eyes
Looking for a pulse
but there is none in it's disguise

Before the song comes tolled
by the early morning bird
The poet twists agony
seeking out a perfect word
The hollow echo of love's dust
is knocking at the door
Your hearts a cenotaph screaming out
Please ! Let there be no more !

The sun's rising red as an
evil eye of dread
Cold sweat is dripping now
from the brow of you head
The night's effort lies
at the bottom of the pool
All of your creations
make you look just like a fool

Now the rays of light
penetrate my aching head
This hollow empty feeling
compares to being dead
I toss my papers
halfway  across the room
The all but hallowed
are replaced now by the gloom

Every night tastes cold coffee
leaves you feeling grim
The half eaten papers
where the ink has run on thin
My emotions have all turned to lead
it's my time to go to bed
The midnight's voice is screaming
like a nightmare that hasn't been fed

When I say your name
Tears flood my eyes
Dragging me back down
To that darkened place inside
When I hear your voice
My own seems to falter
Forced to relive memories
I can never alter
When I see your picture
Denial streams through my veins
And I come to an overdose
On all that still remains
When I close my eyes
I pray not to dream of you
I just want to sleep
One night right straight through
But I always see your smile
I always hear your laugh
I always wake up next to..
Your tear soaked photograph.