I used to go on
Nature trails.
Now
Sadly
It's
Chemtrails.

Sleeping dogs are kicked
just to hear them bark
we stare at the sun
and stay in the dark

the dead men tell tales
and we make our horses drink
a rolling stone gathers moss
and **** doesn't stink

we are better sorry than safe
the sword is mightier than the pen
practice never makes perfect
it's all just pretend

two wrongs make a right
never is better than late
we don't see our own sight
we are what we hate

we look gift horses in the mouth
while birds of a feather peck each others eyes out

your feelings are not dangerous
stop acting like they are.

if you feel love towards him, let it happen
don't try suppress it out of fear;
you're only fooling yourself
*my dear

It's sad how Old school Romance is failed to be Noticed in Our generation.

Her sun lit strands of gold streamed fluently down her body,
Her sharp crystallized eyes were engulfed in sadness, for she had nobody,
Her moonlight skin, dotted with the stars,
Brushed my rugged wounded face, capturing my heart.
She seemed to have a hard time standing,
For her heart and soul had never had a landing,
The damp clouds, reaching higher than the both of us,
Trickled the angel's tears, and darkening some of our trust,
She gracefully tip-toed with her delicate feet over the hard cold streets,
Dancing with a certain beauty, she spoke the words, "I love he"
My heart raced and spun, never having another one to hold and to love,
To kiss and to save, she was my new glistening wave,
The oceans weren't vast enough to hold our fast and moving hearts,
I knew right there and then, I would never let go of her, never would we part again.