When your sky
      Becomes ocean
And your chokin'
On words
Thick are emotions
And a silence is heard

     Dont drown
In the lack of sound
     Tread light
Untill words are found
   They are floating
     All around

Inhail your thoughts
      Re-right your current

   Exhail your soul
           Theres a story
                 To be told

                Flow

I exhaled
and watched you go
as the smoke cleared
your warmth remained
a constelation
of condensation
the essence of me
caught on the window
I traced your name
and thought...
window pain

Sometimes
I speak for you
In the back of my mind
& you whisper
Sweet words to me
Oh so divine
& I tell you
Unknowingly
Your oh to kind
In the beauty of the silence
And your unsure why
It's simply
That you speak to me
In the back of my mind

My story is tragic
As the pen spills it's magic
Unraveling like fabric
On my over worn
Under kept jeans
From my teens
Busted seams
Like broken dreams
I am my jeans
Out dated and out of style
Haven't been patched
In quite a while
There's a hole in my pocket
Like the one in my heart
These jeans
They are me
& Their falling apart

Introspective
Is my perspective
Alone
Upon my throne
I look
To myself
Not wealth
Overgrown

Naturally
I'm flattered
As I sink
To my evergreen
Knees
Weak
As you speak
Branches
Blowing
In the breeze

On the verge
Of slow motion
Your flow
Ever rolling
In the depths
Of my emotion

Converging
With the urge
Of my rising
Ocean tide
Riding high
In the eye
Of our storm

Once
Forelorned
Abandoned
And alone
In the *****
Of the ocean
I once claimed
My home

I felt your sweet embrace
And the cold of the depths
Was replaced
By your spirit
You called out my name
Before you thought
I could hear it

A mocking jay
Whispered in my ear
As I sat
In calm waters
Clear
Amidst a hurricane
He sang me your name
Softly
As your current
Drew nearer
In this eye
We have nothing
To fear

Take your place
At my side
We are the all seeing eye
Rules of our art
No fools gold hearts
We reign
Along raging rivers
Where fate once came
Changing our current
Your flow spoke my name
And mother nature
Heard it

Have you ever stood in the shadows
Of someone so grand
That you couldn't even speak
No
You couldn't understand
You stand so tall
On your mountain of pride
That I feel so very small
And severely unrefined
I can't express this emotion
Every line absurd
So I ponder in your shadow
Searching for the right word
Learn
In order to stand
On your mountain of pride
I must learn the lessons
I have long denied
To learn is to grow
And I must grow tall
So that in your presence
I don't feel so **** small
So shed some light down won't you
For this budding young lady
Dwelling on your mountain side
Has been shockingly shady lately

Excuse me
as I slip into
my scape goat
over coat
From its safety
I pull a note
that I wrote
last night
just after the fight
I gained my sight
and away i did write
But this morning I woke
not half as bold
just cold
so excuse me
as I slip into
my scape goat
over coat
hand you a note
and walk away
like I never intended to stay anyway
I'm cold
as I leave
heart tucked under the sleeve
of my scape goat over coat
only leaving
this heartless heartfelt note

They say
Only father time can tell
But I never hear him speak
So I listen to mother nature
For the answers
That I seek
Instinct
Woven
Into my jeans
The fabric of life
Those itty bitty things
Just strings
A theory
Connecting the dots
As I search for the answers
Amongst forget me not 's

Hanging
Over
The edge of the bed
My Gawd!
What happened
To my head?

The aroma
That lingers
Tells me
I was drinking
I was doing so well
What the hell was I thinking?

Fragments
Of images
Burned in my mind
What ever I drank
It was none too kind

My hand is swollen
Knuckles ******
I check my pockets
Spent all the money

So mad
I could put my fist threw the wall
But I see that I have
By the mess in the hall

So I grab my puddy
& pour me a drink
A sad De Ja Vu
Missed the waggon I think

The tenderness
Of his touch
Was almost
Too much
Yet entirely
Just enough

Was it love
Or was it lust
The second
They knew
Little of

So they Mixed
Love
With lust
Adding a brush
Of trust

And with each
Tantalizing ******
They melded
The Art of Paper Hearts
Perfectly blending
Their canvas
A bed
Of trust

He peeled
    back the layers
of my thin
  summer skin
     Leaving
  me bare
In the
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I ****
And blow
Real slow
Nothing though
And you know
As you smile for awhile
Void of denial
I'm lit enough
For the both of us
As you offer a match
Regardless

t
was
simply
you that  
I desired. Not
your posessions.
Nor your attire. You
built me up you took me
higher. You made the spark
that started my fire. You told
me  you  loved  me.  And  I
called you a lier. That
Was the last time
And now I
Conspire
I    must
Love me
T    o    o
I   need
N    o   t
De   sire
M  i  s  s
M a t ch
Stricken
I am  on
F   I  R  E!

As         eye
watch my children
sleep.I feel a bond
so deep.a pro-
mise I will
keep

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She left her love
Between the sheets
Of paper hearts
Beneath her sleeves

Caught In the fold
Just between the lines
Where seams are more than seems
And dreams are hung to dry

Where a stitch in time
Can cost you nine
And leave you with nothing
But a washed up rhyme

She left her love
Between the sheets
Of paper hearts
Beneath her sleeves

She thinks she can change him
Re arrange & re engage him
Bring him back to life
She's screaming for a scalpal
She needs a knife!

She's loosing him fast
As the monitors hum
But she wont let him pass
His lifes not yet done

The line hums flat
But shes ready to operate
From where she sat
It was never too late

She thinks she can change him
Re arrange & re engage him
Bring him back to life
Shes screaming for a scalpal
She Needs a knife!

When lightning strikes sand
No longer is it able
To slip the thine hand

She breathesinandoubt
And he can't figure her out
As she silently chokes
On his smoke