I'm proud of you for putting an end to the war you were having with yourself. You've grown so much as a person in the past year. You've truly found yourself, and I'm proud of you for loving every single inch of who you are. You've deserved this peace within yourself for so long, don't let this peace leave your mind. Protect it. treat your body and mind like it is a lovely piece of art.

She pours her honey words down my throat.
It takes but moments to become drunk on her artful prose.
And the lavender fills my spirits
As she buries her head in my heavy chest

Yet, you'd dare say she's sleeping with stolen dreams.
That it should be your words which intoxicate me,
That your perfume should give me life as you lay your soul into me.

And maybe for a moment, some time ago it was your words,
Which set my soul aflame.
But on came the night where you made your great escape.

It was I who was but a passing fancy,
with kind words and a gentle heart.
Was it not also your tongue
Which lashed it poison onto my breast.

She is fluid, calm and formless.
As the fire passes and I call to be healed.
It is not your words, but hers, which soothe.
So on your bitter thrown of curses, do not dare
Say that she sleeps with stolen dreams
For it was her words which rescued me
And it is her pen, which will write away this pain.

When we dance
I'm drowning
Warm chocolate
Eyes draw me in
Swallowing me
A warm embrace
Dark
Mystery
Mixed with a sprinkle
Of salt, flirtation
melted
And smooth admiration,
The enigma
Of being lost but found
All at once.

With each step
The cliff crumbles
Until I've fallen
Into the the sparkling mystery
The fiery gaze
The heady dance
Again.

No longer do I stumble, only
Because I'm constantly
Free-falling
Deeper.

Inhalation
Choke on confusion
Cold refusal
Cautious desire
The chill of the night
Sprints down my spine.

Confusion
Repels
The desire and refusal
Like oil in water
Pushing away
The others.

Exhalation
The desire holds
My heart
With a wild strength
Like steel.
Steals my lungs
Battles the confusion
Harbored there
And stays in my chest
Content
Like a dragon in its cavern to
Celebrate at last
Its victory
With eternal flame and glory.

I'm still in free fall
But it's like
Being on a cloud
Forever and in
A moment
Every single time
I catch your eye
For a second
Too long
It's been since we danced
But when we do,
I think I'll know
This whole experience
Has been
Worth it.

Every moment.

I'm still drowning
But I'm not scared
Anymore
Because of your hand on my waist
And your eyes
Holding mine
I know
All is well.

You hold the reins I wear,
I feel my skin blister in tear;
My heart lies in your hand,
My breath escapes your palm like sand.

You tied the reins that hold me back,
You didn't believe that I'd follow your track;
My love succumbs to cold despair,
This loneliness you can't repair.

I'm distorted here beside you,
I can see you're afraid of whats inside you;
The beasts ate your heart,
*With mine ruined, now we'll never part...

You, my first real love, will always hold a place in this heart.
Whether you choose to remain is completely up to you.

Bleak the rays shattered through broken panes
life, dust, dust,  future and smoke
automobiles and gunshots solitary this hour
when screams rend the air, not my turn today -
no, not as yet. Mother, I want to rest my head
in your lap. Can I weep?

Cactus in my soul, I ask, Can I, all that I am?
Lust is the death of man. Gouge your eye that lusts.
Broken void of my afterdays, that mourn
like the wind on the dunes

         Mother, I am well. There is love, there is hope, light
         hidden like nuggets in piles of the dark.
         Mother, I must be well.

It was the other night. Nightmare in loop.
Shamed, stripped beaten violated.
I am in a well, deep pit, drained
of all the essence of light
I can hear your voice echoing with the ray
shattered tumbling down the walls

free, free I am the wind mourning in the dunes
can you tame the wind?

        In the depths, and in the deaths islanding life
        mirage of oases, Mother, I have found him,
        my Senor, to whom I give my ring

Violate me, visage of the abyss,
burn me, but can you find me?
beat me, chain me, but can you enslave me?
I am not here in these nerves and veins.
I am all of Augusta, America,
I fly in the Masts above the skies

Sweet Lord, I see you have deemed heaven
for me, no purgatory but here.
I accept, I surrender, I submit. To thy will.

            Mother, do not negotiate. I am strong.

Where in my naked body have you found me?
here, in these bruises, have your embers soothed?
I am the Lamb that does not cower.
I haunt your soul as guilt.
In what little's left of it.

He finds you in the catacombs where
I haunt the crypts that no vicar penetrates.
When all is lost, when death is certain at the sea,
there opens a way and I will walk out

           Mother, I am coming. Have faith, for faith maketh.
           I hold you here in my *****, smouldering pain,
           that gets me to wake every haunting day.
           Every day that brings the sound of darkness home.

*I fly in the Masts above the skies.
Tame me, I am the wind breaking the dunes.
Ilohi, lema sebachtani sebachtani

It was like a marriage, really.
Lennon and McCartney.
Holmes and Watson.
I can't explain it any better than that.
All of our free time was spent with each other.
We shared so much -- fears, hopes, dreams, desires.
We were a unit and together, we moved.
A single beating heart.
But like all good things, it had to end.
The light of love was gone.
I didn't trust her.
I was no longer in love.
I was lonely in a relationship made of two.
Though not entirely my fault, I take the blame.
To save her any potential guilt, I will continue taking the blame.

Sometimes your heart needs to be broken
So you can see what's underneath,
To the flicker and flame of your soul
That you've always been destined to meet.

Sometimes your spirit shines brighter
Through the glimmering light of your tears,
And when you arrive at the end of it all
Love will outshine the darkest of years