Who is that woman with the striking pose
I cannot stop photographing her with my eyes
Who is that woman with the dainty dress
And those towering legs
I must move on from this curious guess

But really,

Who is that woman wearing those long scarlet heels
Making my steadiness a torture, my whole mind an ordeal
Unknowingly she pulls me towards her embrace
From a pause to my heartbeat, it now starts to race
Who is this woman
I must interfere
I can't leave without knowing
In this love's atmosphere

Why pretend
When your heart won't mend
Why lie a simple smile
When you know it's been a while
Why pray on your knees
For a love that will tease
For a heart that will break
For a life that will take
In a happiness we will fake
To make it through the day....
Just fine.

What a tremble she brings
She breaks up the ground beneath
her like a harrow
Come forth my way and lock your stare in the empty safes of my gaze
Place your most valuables here
Let me be your keeper
Come forth my way
Lessen the vastness of your distance
Every step you take,
Turns my patience turns into persistence
What a quake she makes
She slopes me off the ground I stand on  
I slip away, defiant of the
gravity that rules me
The sky has won its battle before me
Look at me, an astronaut to your space
Stuck in an orbit when your
body comes to place.
In my attempt to escape the earth indefinitely, it does not return me easily.
Though, I wish your presence would keep me up there, your absence
drives the earth to pull me
with all its might
As I incinerate into the atmosphere as a result to its fight.

I will be here, I will be right here
Waiting on closure with the pungent smell of my rotting corpse.
You will not see me decompose from up there. You will only feel me as close as the dirt between us.
Our distance divided by the living maggots that have been birthed from my body's existence
Crawling and feeding on me in manifestation.
My body still young but my heart too fragile to run it.
I will be here with the smell of sweet fragrance on my rotting meat.
Waiting on the sound of your pitter patter rummaging through the leaves as you take a seat in front of my stone.
And I will know you are here when your visit awakens my demons from its hunger to your flesh covered in remorseful scent.