There are parts of me that I am still learning to accept.
It's in the roots of my hair,
Embedded under my skin,
It darkness my knees,
On the bridge of my nose,
Rolls off my tongue
To the alignment of my toes.
And as I grow, they too grow with me.

Her most deadliest weapon,
Is carried in her silence.

Although the journey to heaven
can be a little rocky,
at times strenuous
and even complicated.
I will learn to pace myself,
sit back and reflect,
use life's navigation...
But forgive me if I do get lost along the way...

I will continue to walk down that path,
to find myself...
and to find you.

I want you to hold me and say...
but you don’t say,
and I am angered inside.
Charged up like a bull,
you are teasing me with
your red flag
and at night...
When you reach out to empty,
It makes me feel so empty.
Your skin, on my skin
makes my skin crawl.
I want to slip into the darkness
of the comfortless night,
separate my soul from body,
peep in through the windows to see what
we’ve become.
You’re that monster...
Not hiding under the bed but sleeping next to me.
Yet how could this monster look so beautifully at peace?
My pillow is drenched now,
still stained from previous nights
when words were too difficult to express how I felt.
So I let this salty stream do the talking,
It flows out so effortlessly.
Even then they’re too silent in our silence.
One day I will find the courage
to wear your red flag,
and cast away the love you keep rejecting...

She is mellow like yellow.
A halo around her head,
as swift as light breezes
on a spring Sunday morning.

She isn't too much,
but more than you can handle.
A kohled vision,
that will never see evil.

A small vessel for her,
to carry a big soul,
and enough room for you
to share with her... a home.

You can find her in the usual place,
Sitting, drinking her comfort in silence,
Slowly swirling the earth in her hand,
The steam rising from her cup,
A brewed friendship flows into her mouth.

With you she’ll pour your pain in a mug,
Her honey eyes will wash your sorrows down,
As in you continue to sip the dark remedy.
Watch the vapours escape and dance with elegance,
With her nothing ever tastes bitter.