Her bittersweet soul yearns for nothing more than her other half. And her heavy heart is cradled in the hands of her sweet lover that is hypnotized by blinded betrayal on the page with many versions . But let not moving pictures speak for only her tongue could tell her how much she still feels for her.

For you I would kiss poetry
In a world so loud and poisoned
Let me take to a place where we
Would roam free.

I drank her dry.
But hadn't I'd known that
Would be my last.
I would have savored her
In my mouth.
Alas, I had forgotten how she tastes
And that is my eternal doom

I love you.
But I fear you

I thought he was what I wanted then my heart told me I lied. That karma is a ***** and my sins caught up to me. He would sweet talk me and I would play lead. I kissed him under the stars wishing you were under me.I would still trace the places your emotions dance on. I would moan your name instead of his. Your my actual drug that I need twice a day. I would sit and dream putting you on reply. Then he would show up and you'd be on pause while I lift up a curtain of my own demise. He left, you came and it all starts again. I am still submissive to you. Take your slave for she is weak. Punish her for wasting your time. And if she begs ....

Tears in my eyes almost day and night... the hurt and betrayal by many alike ... family friends...even strangers I met... But you ...here ... today ... Tears fall for companionship... for love... the word I thought my tougne was foreign to... for forever a word that is felt like it was build for you and I... not now not ever will you lose me... or I lose you... I am yours and you are mine... from this night and all nights to come...Tears fall...And as the tear ends on my cheek ... so does the sadness that you have taken away

Why do i talk about darkness all the time
When clearly you're the one filling up my mind

When images just seemingly start to appear
My thoughts of destruction just disappear

Your cute little laugh just echos in my head
When thi feeling in my ***, like fire it spreads

On cold early mornings reaching for your hand
Seconds ticking in an hour glass full of sand

Wishing for this moment to last forever
I need to make a move so its now or never