I cannot deny
That I want you
A simple taste
Of your mouth
Would torment me
The look on your face
When you get that slow smile
And your gradual laugh
Sends me spinning
In such a way
I dream of you.

You think you know me*
*Your assumption's are dire
Just in your world.

My soul is awashed
Not by the light of the moon
*But by the darkness

I saw a flower
in a crack of a sidewalk,
that reminded me of you.
Not because it was common,
but because it was original.
Something beautiful
that grew
from nothing.

He was so intense
His brow, forever cast down,
*Was always furrowed.

Your faded costume
Is wearing thin
Were you not comfortable,
In your own skin?
You were so much better
Inside your ugly living lies
Tell yourself that,
Next time you cry.

I can't stop
Thinking of you,
How your breath would feel
On my skin.
I imagine the taste
Of your sweet mouth
And my hearts races,
My nerves tremble.
Just the simple thought of you
Causes me to want you...
So much,
I ache.

I can't be so sure
about you
when you play on my insecurities
wielding them like weapons
I've discovered
that your laughter and smiles
are a happy facade
for something much darker
dare I delve inside?
I don't know what I might find
perhaps the truth about myself
*or maybe just a web of lies

Dreams began in the woods*
Led by the white of the moon
A feather-light passerby

Sometimes I wake up
During disturbing dreams
Bathed in my own sweat
Realty is not what it seems
It's a unfathomable
Paradox
And the key
To my subconscious Pandora's box
Is lost in my waking reality
From which cannot open.

they were nothing more than momentary,*
they were like the leaves that rustle by
as you walk the rocky edges
of a side street’s sidewalk.

Tease the powder against my lips
Leave the taste behind
Torment me with tranquility
In your sedated state of mind
Glitter hopes before my eyes
Carve the poison to my skin
Kiss me once and kiss me twice
Tempt me further in
Tie the noose around my neck
Encrusted with crimson glass
Drown me in your emptiness
For scars ****** and last

Raging tempers leap across your face*
Dragging down the wretched lear
Fury reveals a heart of waste
Cursing beauty with paranoid fear
Rip across those lovely strands
For beauty is only skin deep
****** to the hands
That caused a heartfelt leap
Curse your lovely stature
That speaks by its self
Only to bring about painful rapture
Pushed back on a dusty shelf
Down with the torment
Wasted along the way
There's no way to deal with this
**For misery has come to stay.

There's nothing I hate more
Than insecurities
Just when I'm feeling confident enough,
Smart enough
Beautiful enough,
To make it through the day
It falls over me
In sheets of black
From which I cannot escape.

be still now, my love*
let me kiss the nerves dancing
from your fingertips

I have these
Moments
Where you look me in the eyes
You could be a stranger,
A friend
My family
Yet I turn away
And my skin tingles
The hair on my neck rises
I wish you would just go away
And now
I wish
I could disappear

If I could live one day
In a world where
there is no subtext in silence
Metaphors are in our laughter
and there is resonance in air and light
Art is loud, brilliant,
and abstract makes sense
Surrealism is part of reality
I could live in this world
Where the figurative
Has a future.

Sit away to silently falling leaves*
glorious light drifts away
frozen in a cool icy breeze
ebony shadows as lifelines fray
dull crimson drops to death
gather silently on the ground …
cover ****** scarred flesh
*in autumn tears she drowned.

I do not fear death
I think it must be a relief
Like the kind that comes from
A good nights sleep.

People tell you
There's wind beneath your wings
But I feel as if
I am a bird in a cage
Clipped and useless
Unable to fly...
From which I was born
To do.

These sleepless nights are so long
I lay here listening to the sounds of nature
The sun comes up and its playing our song
Why can't we get along
We but heads like Goats
Horns caught in a tangle
Its between me and you
Always fights that gets mangaled
Through words and silence
And I miss you
My tears and emotions tangled
it already comes do to you
Down to us.

I feel tight
On the inside
In that place that
everyone says matters
The most.
Like they tell me
The outside is insignificant.
But sometimes, I like
The mirror better.
Because it reflects...
Only the surface.