Her smile hits like rays of sun
Her eyes explosive. Like the bang of a gun.
Her hair was soft like tailored silk.
Her voice was quick with witful skill
Her presence calm, an oceans breeze
Her hand in mine, the gentlest squeeze.
Her body pressed so close to mine
A heat that makes a fresh sun shine.
My sweetest angel still.

I made the mistake of looking back at all the pictures of you I saved.
The room got silent and the air went frigid.
In that moment I could hear my heart break into pieces so small they could be passed through the eye of the tiniest needle.
So there I lay, with this boulder of grief on my chest. My minds war ablaze once again razing itself to nothing. Thoughts racing in my head like jets through the sky
It’s times like these where memories are still bittersweet.
A soothing warmth accompanied by a swift chill that freezes over my chest.
The stop in my heart when I think of what was
How at home I felt simply nestled in your thoughts.
How I was no longer alone my soul embraced by your own.
I wish I could take our first kiss at the airport and freeze time in its tracks
simply live there forever.
That moment when you silenced my warring mind
And calmed the butterfly’s in my stomach.

I was something special before you found me.
I’ve become some better since.
A challenge to be a better me.
Risen to because I loved you.
Better then I was at functioning right
But days lack luster and it bleeds into night.
Nothing’s quite wrong, but it still don’t feel right
Back to myself before you had come.
The adventurous man who knew what was fun
So where there was purples and the most vibrants of red
It’s now turning Grey a product of my head?
I guess I’ll just say I’m still in love with you.

From the top of a railroad tower at 6:30 in the morning I saw the sun break free from the horizon my arms spread like wings as the freight train thundered underneath of me. I’ve not felt such freedom since.

Could you capture patience and haste
Skin softer than silk a body with delicious taste
Inhibitions non existent
Lustful desires persistent
Entangled like vines
Who have weaved through the fence
A sadistic touch to watch you tense.
Submission a form of primal love
Pain and arousal both in the same glove
What we do a release
A moment of peace
Lost inside chaos.

Now I  think in poetry there is a line in my mind like one that I have drawn in the sand
separating my sanity from my insanity but
With my high tides and low tides the line has become so thin it's like a trip wire waiting for an explosion that erases the line.
I've Crossed that line. The grass may not have been greener on the other side but beyond that field is a land I had never seen
I have discovered I am a dreamer of insanity
My mind is consumed by beautiful pastels of stories That i wish were reality
My thoughts they are indeed treacherous
Electrons moving like traffic in the city sending signals and hallucinations so vivid I lose track of what is real and what is not, I am tricked by false memories
That are destroyed by my harsh realities
I am a breather of instability
My lungs, they fill with poison
And never beg for air
They crave their nirvanic Asphyxiation
A mixture that is toxic to my brain
This Further Supplements my insanity
I myself am a consumer of depravity
My body devours the hedonistic side
A craving for flesh in a ****** sense This is done gently at first to watch her tense then loose Its cut in sadistics way
She is a ******* so our days are made
marks we make are beautiful but never meant to stay
I am madness
Crazy in content
Beautiful in art
Unsavory at first
But preferred long term
I think in poetry
This is my blessing and my curse

-Mr. Morningstar

My withdrawal was violent like ******
Your effects lasting like mental trauma
I reveled in you like a pagan on Samhain
You greeted me like a crusader to a Saracen
I bled a river of emotions I didn't know I had.
I was failing to fly
Like a fledgeling taking its firsit leap away from the nest in hopes of soaringly to greater heights.
But what a hunter you were,
The arrow striking me from the sky as if guided by Artemis
It leaves me wanting,
My heart turns cold enough to freeze the blood that runs through my veins
Give me the road
A place where judgments are left in tire tracks
Where worries are removed as the winds rushes around me at 80 miles an hour.
The sun at my back heating my heart
Pumping the blood to my wings
Spread them and fly
Ride the wind, race the rain, and chase the sunset
On these two wheels you leave what aches behind you.
You find freedom on the never ending horizon
You find happiness in your solitude.
-Vaun Niklaus Christiansen.