I wish I could live
inside that happiest
I ever felt in a dream
silver coin of the luckiest.

Walking arm in arm together,
Over a bridge, two lands severed,
Your sweet voice graced clear skies
why couldn't I just eternity lay,

****** brought us together,
but the head is ever hazier
than a skin growth noticed
without care or respite

Mountain air holier than the doves
An early breeze freezes from above
chills the wings of those bird that chirps
strings the emotions of the heart beating harp

One day the branches breaks away
as the flowers are stomped on,
and the silvery glint becomes stray
As a father has shame for his eldest son

Trees rattle but not from a freeze
as a guilt lays down upon the stare,
and the silent ghosts will believe
that never life was meant to be fair

Dominos do not fall always in formation
and even a sociopath realizes compassion
Sticks & twigs did always strike my face,
of a 9 year old wishing love to embrace.

One day this world will be washed away.

What would you do to pay for evil sins
I could have blamed them on an evil twin
Living within as an excuse for my actions
But we all congregate towards one faction

You can't make excuses for vile
corruption
But as a boy I was free to sail
But this world dropped fat salacious
I was only six when considered delicious.

When the marching bands,
tramples & leave to dust,
I'm left with amazing shiny
of profane instruments
strip down & left so bared
what's a flag to innocence,
when juice of apple's compared?

I'll bring you stories,
of the one heart beating,
an end to thumping,
then the one dying,
the burial of daffodils,
and all of the roses,
story of sorrow,
the one of tomorrow......

The beauty of graceful sunsets lost,
the price of non rewind deep wound cost,
addict blows the ***** itching & bleeding,
losing cardboard parts to a child laying
in the sun as the needle stings & pierces.

Lost a deep nerve frantically fierce,
reach out and touch the piercing stars,
its time to play so lets rehearse,
dream of kingdom comes remains far.

Fire in his belly as liars are on the telly
ramble and scramble, pretend to be able
screaming, ranting, pointing bony fingers
as flesh becomes death at their two cents.

" Mummy, what will I be when I grow up?"
"Son, you'll be an astronaut traversing
planets with your eyes of curiosity,
making me proud upon my death."

Sits in a ***** crack house smoking
visions of a mother's paternal dream.

Stoney is the breeze hail-storms brings,
failure is the way of our useless fathers,
a dolphin wishes to bring a cheerful sing,
as our our faults halters & gathers.
I can't blame when I'm equally to blame,
I brought down shame upon our name,
Distant seas were more than a chore.

A boil upon knee of Victorian ******,
and vicious ever blows the winter trees,
as we bring the wood and scraps to gather,
Equally as cold as shelter we shall seek
in amongst ruins beautiful & bleak.

I'm sorry my father and my mother,
torn off is the scab that skin had worn
and dust to dust is the light's little born,
just an itch in a little bit of scrap heap.

Weeps comes an angel with a leap
not able to for her destroyed lover,
and the child blows out a four leaf clover.

She appears like a quiet flow
of gentle timeless and pure glowing
show from a waterfall of sustenance.

Smooth skin, angelic sweet of a gift
touching my demonic diary memoirs,
frozen in time as the pages flicker
and re-writes like a newly pressed hand.

Her eyes a purity of splashes
of green illustrated
mesmerizes me
with a gaze loving
silk sown teasing dress,
fiery red silky worship
of every flick of hair
rosy painless smile
and cheeks I hesitantly dare
but as this keeper of the fires,
she not even be-wares...

Arrogance smirks as lungs bursts
and I realize a prince's calling,
divine is holy  to steal from apple tree?
But does not the sun need the moon
so the uniting of light merges with dark?

If temptation of two heart shaped
touching fingertips leads to ruin,
then let it **** well be,
ancient crumbling drawings
will be scrawled on every wall in hell
as I'm lost to something never to sell.
Warmth of a Goddess born to heavens
Lips moist like berries I tastily inhale...