Crazy never looks good on anyone
Especially us
We are chaos
And you are poison
Inside me like a disease
Yet still your laugh awakens my soul
Darling there are two hearts on the floor
One is mine
And *both are yours

I know someday
You’ll look at me
And our love affair
Will be all gone.
You and I both will
Have had our fun
And time will come
For you to move on.

Vagabond love
It’s an acquired taste
And not everybody
Can easily tolerate it.
All the neat tricks
That exist within
The world won’t work;
Won’t win when we debate it.

I’m sure we will
Go from breakfast
Late and ****
To passing in the hall.
Then one day soon
You’ll be packed up
As if you never really
Have lived here at all.

Vagabond love
Means one must learn
To appreciate that
We’ve had love to feel.
And just because
It didn’t last forever
Does not mean
None of it was real.

i search for a love that looks like a crusade of fireworks
staged in a sky that is blanketed by stars
i search for a love that smells like the spring rain
after it collides with flower petals & window panes
i search for a love that feels like a warm cup of tea after a long day
that warms your skin & bones, to soothe your tired soul
i search for a love that has your rugged hands
and your alluring eyes
and your endearing lips
that are stained with wine
i search for you
because i want you
all of the time
i want you
but who knows
if i'll ever really find you..

I hate that my name is associated with yours;
They think of you, they think of me.