The first time we touched
was a hug to say goodbye;
my deepest regret.

Watch the eyes!
The eyes are God in the head of man.
See them as they twist and shout, begging
just to be looked at. Glistening in wonderful
retreat as they roll off the back of a
lovers remark. Catch them as they fall
with a heavy heart or lift them as they smile
when your heart smiles too. Treat them as
a key into the world around us; live and
breathe through the sights and fend away
from prosthetic thoughts, thoughts, thoughts
that bounce around an empty mind. Those words
that beat a shade onto vibrant times. See the world
through coloured eyes, and watch nature leap
and frolic, enveloping your every essence, as
you brim a hearty half shaped moon across
your sinless face. This life, oh how it cheers,
watch it all, through two round *****, as it
moves, shapes and bends inside
two beautiful eyes.

I am an outbound train,
a passenger absorbed in the
comforts of your mind.
Your seatbelt holds me prisoner,
I am shackled to your presence,
chained to your tones,
addicted to you.
Let us ride to
the very
last stop,
tied
to the
tracks,
tracks,
tracks.

Mark my words.
Meaningless exclamation
marks that hide the full
stops buried within.
Wishing good nights
and good mornings
like they ever had been;
Why do I lie to you?
to me?