Drain this rain from my head,
The flood is rising and my eyes are ******.
Thoughts trapped away in wonderland,
Abandoned by the trace of wonderment.
This tissued space is closing in,
I can feel it tear and hemorrhage.
Rivers of red flowing through wrinkles,
Ivory bones crumple and crinkle.
I'll sit alone, on a dusty throne
Inside of my clogged up skull.

-SLuR

When you get your hopes up,
Thinking this time that things might actually change,
Trying to keep your mind in a positive frame,
It may not be picture perfect but you try just the same,
To believe in something in a positive way,
But that voice in the back of your head knows better,
It remembers your pain,
Whispering ever so softly,
"Some things never change."

Oh, my heart sings a song
of bliss and woe.
A song of love that lives
in the center of my soul.
Oh, sometimes it is song
is a song of woe
like a swan when it sings
before cold death forever closes it eyes.
Oh, and sometimes  it is a song
that floods my soul with such joy
like an angel singing in my heart.
Oh, you can make me weep
an ocean of tears
every time my heart
is filled with fear
that I am nothing in your eyes.
Oh, in your embrace
I know every created thing sings your name
and all the world glows
as though it burned with the fire
of a million rainbows
and the love and glory
of heavens one true God.
Oh, that song I know shall
ever remain in my heart
till the last day of time.

Dark pricing eyes
Fistful of hair
Exposing her like no other has
Nervous energy
Coursing through
His tongue dancing
Teasing the lifeblood on her neck
******* her like art
Cotton becoming silk
His cool hands attempting
to tame her fiery skin
Slowly he claims her
Explosions of ecstasy encompass both
No words needed
Caught instead in each others mouths
Ripples of pleasure
Hum through the air