My four leaf clover of a life
Dressed in smiles
And suspended in the warmth
Of open arms and open minds
Unending in their surprises
Wrapped in misleading boxes
But the bows give them away
Gifts that are better left appreciated
In the grace of good company

I wish I hadn't shown you
All the hidden parts of me
I wish I wouldn't of let you get so close
Close enough to hurt me
And I remember things I said
About your hair
Your eyes
Your skin
How I wanted to touch you then
But I was afraid I'd taint you with my sins
You coaxed me
through my ill-fitted mindset
Mended my wordless wings
Someone as pretty as you should smile more
But all you offer up
is closed mouth emotion
Maybe that's because your lips are locked tight
Around the words you won't say
Though they travel through your fingers
And imprint upon my skin
In misunderstood bruises
and artistic scratches
I let you carve in my mind
A new idea
I liked how it tasted
On the tip of my tongue
But now it's caught in my throat
And I'm choking

The gun that's pointed at my head
Loaded with bullets of blame
Your ammunition of self-service
I know that I'm never around
Closed doors on my doings
And clipped winged words
I know that look
Pools of discontent
And loneliness
I know I'm the cause
And I'm sorry
Guilt is the worst kind of sickness
And my finger is infected
So it is more than able to the pull the trigger
On my wasted youth

Your eyes aren't filled with
Tenderness
And you mouth doesn't match your Fingers
Your ears are filled with filters
And I don't think you can read
How could you possibly feel
the same about me
Or maybe it's me
Turning tricks in my head
That ***** with my logic
My feelings wreak havoc
Numb hearts are better left
Untouched
And broken beings
Who've been put back together
So many times they don't know
What they truly are anymore
Are better left
Alone

I'm reaching for you
But you're slipping away
Into the starlight
Of a new day
A new dawn
I must once again overcome
To survive till dusk
And dance in rays of moonlight
I'll find you there
As I always do
With drops of water on your face
And opaque hands stretched out towards me
I'll keep you in my dreams
Till the beams of light
Break you from my grasp again

The best poem I’ve ever written was for you
Or was it for me
It was filled with words of spite
And passion
Very descriptive words I might add
I must admit
You do inspire me
Like the sun inspires the flowers
To grow
Or the moon inspires wolves
To howl
I think the word wolves sounds funny when you say it
And there I go getting off topic again
Whether I’m writing for you
Or writing for me
The sky is an awful shade of blue today

Golden waves of sunlight dance in whites of eyes
Laughter rings like church bells through the air
A cool breeze ruffles the tops of the trees
The birds answer each other in chorus of notes
The children answer each other in a chorus of shouts
Happiness surrounds them like a halo
They bask in the company of each other
And their freedom
Later they have things they must do
And people they must see
But for now their worlds all their own