I want to ride the rails and pass through the city of brotherly love and find your hand to hold and share some time and coffee or wine or your favorite kind of tea and we could tell each other lies and say we're both ok and read the truth within the space between our eyes and see how many scars we could count hidden in the stars beneath the lucidity of our sins and we could pretend to care or do far worse and fall in love and both leave this world behind and find a train on the rails to eternity and dream

Everything comes to an end
Except the pain of it all
The pain becomes a part of us
And fills the void
Where love once was

Tie me down to your bed with the pink ribbons of your dreams I want to know the story of every scar on your heart and the fairy tale of every star beneath the pleasures of your skirt and feel the warmth of the soft spot where your thighs come together in folds of desire and sin and learn of how you fall in love while watching you dance with the heart of lust and let all my life and secrets spill over the pulse beating beneath your chest and carve out a moon from a moment of eternity and hang it around your neck with a string of kisses from my lips and find myself to be forever bond to the stars under the sheets of your bed and fall in love with the dreams of pink ribbons from your hair

I know a place where we can bury away the pain and the earth is cool and where calm waters run deep and we can swim in its current without the fear of drowning and we can mend the broken pieces of you with the lost pieces of me and teach our hearts once again the joy of finding happiness in love

I want to feel your ***** little secrets oozing down my throat while your whispers of lewd desire paint themselves upon my tongue and when I think of your sin covering my skin all my senses burn down reason and I end up begging on my knees for all this not to dissappear into forgotten dreams

I want to write you **** me poetry and speak of a night where we don't use any names because we've already held each others bleeding hearts and wandered through the darkness of our souls together and we both already know any kisses that we share will burn us deeper than any fire of the devils lust and that it was always love blazing underneath the skin of these dreams

I want to feel you talk ***** to me and watch my lust for you explode against the sin of your lips and I want eat the last breath of air that stirs in wait between your thighs and swallow down all the pretty things hiding in the sounds that escape your throat and maybe I just want to **** this desire you placed burning below the surface of my skin or maybe I'm dying to tell you it feels like love deeper within  and its spreading through me in every thundering pulse of my blood and I want you to feel me place it kiss by kiss from the corner and curve of your smile down the soft skin of your neck  and a hundred kisses more down along your forbidden path and a hundred more to open the creamy porcelain white of your legs and then place every last piece of me into every last crack and broken piece of you and then quietly sit there still in the hours that follow and see if we die and wither in what was only the reckless pursuit of lust
or live through the night
and wake in the embrace of love

I want you in a way that isn't natural and in a way that doesn't make sense and I'm seething with wicked lust and lewd intentions and I want to peel off so much more than your clothes and its more than wanting to know what you taste like and to feel you tanlged and moist around my limbs and hardened flesh and there is something I want that can only be found within the broken pieces of your soul and the shattered collection of your broken hearts that threatens to swallow me whole and take me deep into the abyss of perfect pain and despair where the devil himself weeps for the secrets of love and suffering only you know and I want to dance there in the darkness with you and stomp and stagger until we find a way to love and find comfort and beauty in the ugliness of it all and to kiss each others scars with tender grace and acceptance and know that we are only beautiful when we find ourselves with the ability to love not only  when the sun shines from lustful lips but when despair shrouds our hearts with doubt and fear and we can stay steady in our ship as it is claimed by seas of cruel fate and we sink together rather than survive apart and it is at the bottom of this endless ocean and dream of love you will find me waiting for you

She was thigh high silk lined poetry wearing **** me stiletto heels with words that slowly drizzled from burning wickedness made of lust and wax and her fingernails carved whispers of desire along his spine and split open the seams of his simple wants and filled him with desperate needs and he was completely consumed with a hunger to peel off the poetry she wore over her skin with her lace and lingerie and she poisoned his reason with her venomous lips and she molded and carved his flesh into hard wood and turned him into her marionette and tied him with leather whips and controled his every move and made his fingers and tounge explore the space between the words along her thighs and he wrote his name along her silken verse of vice and she pulled his strings hard and made him need her just a little more and somewhere in the blur of blood and sweat he became forever hers

My kinda strange is as pure as it is *****
It is a kind of lust and love in perfect greys of checkerboard black and whites
It is moonlight in a bottle and sunshine hidden in a kiss
Its hopeless to the sounds of nothings sweet and desperate to feel the teeth of dark passions moan
Its holding hands under a fort of blankets and pillows while reading a classic tale from childhood long ago
And secretly having eachother in the middle of a crowd during the roar of a live show
Its the magic found in sharing shy kisses years into being in love and the leaving of reckless marks and scars in flesh and dreams of a first night
And I can see my kinda strange dancing inbetween the colors of your eyes and beneath the tattoos on the surface of your skin
And if you step into this madness with me we can do anything that we have ever dreamed
And get lost in a bottle of monlight while sharing kisses that burn with the fury of the sun
Where we do nothing but strange in the name of love

Evil does not come from the blood in the devils heart
It is born and created by the wicked thoughts and deeds of man

I want to crawl under the threads of your dreams and untie the lust of your sin and trace every scar and taste every tear and kiss all of your forbidden desires and I know its all an illusion and you are only smoke in high heels and thigh high whiskey dressed in pretty blue bullet lingerie yet my bones ache as I paint my hunger for what hides under the stars of your skirt and I want to feel the warmth of the soft spot lying under the small piece of cloth hiding the bud that I want to watch bloom and part with the gentle push and stroke of brush and fingers and tounge and kiss what honey will flow as all of our clothes disappear into the dark heat of temptation and and your legs cover my head and muzzle my breath and your heavenly scent has become my air and your devilish taste has poisoned my blood and my self control is starting to split at the seams and little pieces of me are seeping out into you and I'm tangled and tied to the vice falling from the whip of your hair unleashed  and I've become so weaved into your web that I can no longer tell whose limbs are whose and I can't remember which one of us is real am I the illusion of a dream or am I climbing after a mad vision of you and something smells of dust and flight and I took a wrong turn at the curve of the moon that I mistaked for your hips and I'm lost out here in the nowhere and never desperate to find a home in your kiss

My every heart beat constantly reminds me of you

I wish I knew who you are beneath your skin and what secrets hide in the stains of your tears and what the vibration of the echo of your lust felt like as you drift to your wonderland of dreams of salty vice and hidden treasure under turbulent tides free of virtue and get tangled by the roots of your nocturnal bloom and find whether it is sweet honey gold or deadly poison dripping from your smiling lips as a surrender myself to your kiss without the fear of dying

Late night rendezvous between the never never of forever just past the north star and laughing moon that purrs like a kitten being stroked by the fingertips of madness that left his hand in the cookie jar and stole the milk left out for Santa because he always made the top spot on the  naughty list for licking it twice to make sure he sinned just right and he loved the way the girls in wonderland were always late because they drank too much and had and ate their cake and the queen could always be counted on to take his head and clean it off and spit shine the knife with pleasures of lustful crimes and she held the deck but lost his heart and he was falling with the rabbit down its hole and she was flying with the pixies playing hopscotch on a cloud and somewhere in the pages of one too many fairy tales they lost their way and played a game of truth and dare and in a blinding flash of truth saw the secret colors only known to the love that holds the kiss hidden in the curves of a smile of soft seduction and the ****** of life as we know it and now do we dare to turn one more naked page and share that secret kiss worth more than all the gold at the end of every rainbow and find ourselves once again at the beginning of a late night rendezvous between the never never and forever

A small dream of sin
A pinch of flesh
A taste of pleasure
If I tell you
Of my lust
Will you whisper
Under echos of sheets
Bare your teeth
In seductive smiles
Break the skin
Arch and twist
And tangle limps
Rise and fall
In heavy breath
Wild hearts beat
Chest to chest
Reveal that love
Hides within this lust
Would you stay
Through morning light
And lay down
As we dream again
Of sin and flesh
And lust
For love

He ran his fingers over the sheets were she had laid down the last night she had slept in his bed and he wept uncontrollably and he rembered everytime they had touched and kissed and tangled limbs and wove in and out and over and under each other.  He remembered being caught off guard as she walked through the door and he felt the world stop and time freeze and he knew somehow and someway she was the one and through random acts of luck she took his hand and they walked out into the night.  At one point a complete stranger observing them asked how long they had been married and they both laughed and she lied and made up a number.  Everything moved in slow motion blurs as their hearts raced in sync and she lead him into the hours between dreams and love and sat him down on her couch.  He remembered their first kiss full of hunger and lust and the promise of hope and how each time their mouths parted clothes slowly peeled onto the floor.  He could still feel her breath on his neck and how even on that first night she wasn't just entwined with his flesh but had slide into the skin of his heart and buried herself into the marrow of his soul.  She had the tragic grace of beauty and a melancholy magic in the curves of her smile.  They both knew before the sun broke through the slight crack in the drapes that they had fallen deep into the madness of love.  
He remembered everything, her every scar, her every story, her every wild whimsy, the hours apart,  the moments together.  The Valentines day at the cheap motel with the heart shaped tub and the chaos and mayhem in her eyes as they twisted and contorted limbs and whisperd and moaned in short breaths and quickened pulse.  
And now he sat in the bed that would always be empty of her and he traced the spot where her heart would never beat again and he wept clumsily as the image of her beneath soil and earth burned through all the places she had lived within him.  He cried ugly and heavy tears deep into the hour of moonlight and despair.  And he didn't have the strength to curse god or plead with the devil and he lacked the courage to pray for his own death.  The tears gathered into puddles and the puddles turned into lakes and slowly the room was an ocean of grief and he sank to the bottom of this sea of misery and there under the weight of these waters of sorrow she was waiting for him.  She was the blur of a dream and half mermaid and half hummingbird and all the lunacy of the moon bleed from her smile and before he could speak or move she pressed her finger to his lips and then slowly leaned in for a final kiss.  As there lips pressed together he felt her heart beat slide over his tounge and down his throat and fall into rhythm with his own.  She pulled away and slowly faded and a calm peace washed over him and slowly the sobs and tears stopped flowing and he fell into the hours between dreams and love where he knew he would always find her dancing madly in the black flames of eternity.

Peel away the skin of my soul and watch the fairy tale of you unfold and the magic in the air is flowing from the rhythm of your heart and there is nothing I could have done to stop myself from falling for you and now I'm the puppet of your strings and you're my earth, my sun, my moon and I'm forever tied to always loving you

I don't have words for my desperation
I only have dreams of you

You have to do it
Just break it
Break it wide open
You got to
Break my heart

Shatter it into million
Shards and fragmens
That's the only way you're
Going to see it
See it all
All that beauty and wonder inside
Its not mine
None of it came from me
No...

Its all yours
All that love and madness
That will come spilling out
Came from you
You put it there
It is a sight...
Never seen or felt it so perfect
So radiant before
I'm drowning in it
Breathing it all in
Every breath
Of every day
Of every moment
Just swimming in it
Living there
Feeling
Feeling a good
I never have before

You have to break it
You deserve to see
How beautiful you make love feel
You got to break it
Let it all spill out

Then you have to
Take a match to it
Torch it
Let it all burn
The world will go crazy
To see it
Watching it blaze
Watching the darkest shades
Of love
Dance there in the flames
Blood red flames
All smoldering white hot
You won't see a love burning more intense with passion...
For you...
Because of you

You won't see anything more beautiful
Not in this world
Not in this life
Except when your standing
In front of a mirror
Then you'll see
You'll see that everything
Is only beautiful because of you
And that nothing of
This world
This cosmos
This existence
Is as pure
And lovely
As the beauty
Shining from
Your light

You have to see it
Break my heart
And watch it all spill
And burn and shine on
Watch it all
And look
Look at how
Beautiful you are

She wore her red shoes to Romeos funeral
and misssed the stale smell of his cheap cologne
and that his lips had always tasted of whiskey
she picked up a card and some flowers and a strange ballon
for $29 and some spare change from the drug store
on Kentucky Ave. where someone had stolen
her favorite alligator purse
somewhere in the distance a train pulling box cars
whistled to the magpies with their wings spread up above
just hanging there like kites
and she wore a pretty blue gun strapped to her thigh
right over where he had left his teeth marks on the forth of July
the one he had given her on the Valentine's day
he had spent in jail for attempting to rob the jewelry store
for the necklace she had wanted for Christmas
the December before
the same Christmas all he could give her
was his favorite skull and crossbones ring
tied around the broken piano string
he had once tried to wear as a tie  
they had meet the night he stole her record player
and she had happened to be on the wrong side of the road
as he made his way from the scene of the crime
completely unaware she would steal his heart
before he would see another sunrise
but that was all before he took a bullet to the chest
after avenging his brother that was left to die
without his knife
they had found his body in the theater
with his shoes full of blood and a smile on his face
and she knew as his body was lowered
into the cold cold ground her new favorite color was going
to be blue come next Valentine's day

Every time his heart broke he found a deeper capacity to love
And every broken piece found a way to forgive
And each new love he loved a little more
By giving a little more
And always found himself broken again
And yet foolishly never doubted love
Love would change faces and perfumes and names and hair style but the soul of its heart and the song of its pulse were forever the same
And he felt it in the air before he saw the color of her eyes
And he was falling before she spoke the last syllable of her name
He was lost in the magic of her gaze as he saw a glimpse of the house in her heart he wanted to call home
And he forgot to wonder
How long it would be
Before he would break again

I don't miss ******* that much
Every now and then, sure
What I do miss is the slow anticipated and hungery kisses
Teeth sliding over the skin and bitting here and there
Knecks bending just right and backs arching as bodies half writhe out of clothes
Eager hands gripping flesh and pushing clothes just far enough out of the way to let impatient mouths go to work
Fingers sliding and parting through heat and moisture for the first time to read reaction and translate movements of pleasure
And letting kisses grow fierce and reckless from mouths to bodies and mouths again
All while four hands start to feel like twenty and its all just a blur of exploration and lust and faint hope that love will be found somewhere in these tangled limbs
Because without that hope all it is is ******* and that's something I just don't miss

When you tell someone
When you say it
The first time
And every time after
You got to say it
With a big aching
*******
Not just a hard ****
Your whole ******* heart
Better be hard
So ******* hard
The slightest touch just
May shatter it into a million
Tiny fragments
It has to be hard and
Pulsating
Ready to explode
And seep with life
And horrible painful
White hot sticky love
It can't be half limp
It can't be hardly beating
Or just beating at
A normal pace
It has to be harder
Than rock
It better be beating
Hard and quick
So quick its just a blur
Loud and pounding
All night and through
The morning
And not just on the good days
And hot sweaty nights
It has to stay hard
In ice cold waters
On days of dark despair
Through hours of tears
Through the painful silence
When lost in the middle of the storm
And thunder
Of acid rain and razor tounge lightning
Its got to stay hard
When your soul goes numb
When the heart feels dead
When all hope seems lost
It has to stay hard
When it feels its most alone
It has to survive
In the empty space
Of noise and confusion
When everything
Is rough and cuts you
With every touch
When the easiest thing
To do is to give up and
Walk away
Its gotta stay hard
And hold ground
No matter how difficult
It is to do so
Its gotta bare the teeth
Of madness bitting
Down on it
Because it is
Madness
Stark raving lunatic
Madness
And if you can't do that
All of that
If it doesn't burn
And ache in your throart
Before you say it
While you say it
After you say it
Then why say it
Because if its coming
Out of a hard pounding heart
Its going to burn
With your every thought
Your every breath
It should scare the living
Crap outta you
To say it
Because it feels so *******
Good just to think it
To have it there in your head
Sleeping in your dreams
Pounding again and again
In your heart
Your hard hard heart
When those three words
Pass through your trembling lips
The first time and every time after
You gotta say it with a *******
You gotta speak them true
In hushed screams
And long loud whispers
Echos of moans to the moon
That come burning back down
To earth ready to plummet
And crash into madness
When your ready to say it
You won't be ready
You'll have to hold the knife
To your own throat
To keep yourself from running away
Because your scared to death
You'll die if you say it out loud
And that is exactly when
You have to say it
Let the words boil in your belly
Let them churn widly in your gut
Let the crazy burn in your throat
And then with your big aching
Hard heart
Say those ******* beautiful painful
Hard words
Say it...

*I LOVE YOU

We are all just leaves on a tree
waiting to fall
to fall asleep
to fall to dreams
to fall in love
and to fall back to the earth
and grow and fall again

Leave me with scars
and echos of broken promises
Stain my skin with ink
and blood
and the  ghost of your touch
Just take away
the fire that burns your name
into the skin of my heart

Lead and hate made a hole in his chest
and now Tony won't sing no more
And now Maria has nothing
but blood and time on her hands
and nowhere to go
and her voice has grown cold
And as she watched his blood stained with hate
flow through the street
she forgave the hole and the lead
And she held the gun
  she held the gun
But she couldn't find the hate
to pull the trigger
Only the tears for the death of a song
she could hear echoing
somewhere
in in the dreams of yesterday

Hey you... its ok to be down and depressed, life isn't just a field trip to the candy shop and puppy store.  Theres some ****** **** that can and will happen along the ride... I'm here with you when you need, we can talk about anything or sit quietly... you can literally say anything to me, no matter how crazy it might sound in your head, it will be ok. Because truthfully, crazy is about the only thing that makes any sense to me... I like you... no, I ******* love you just the way you are.   You're beautifully alive,  don't let the madness of the world make you betray the madness in your heart.  Your heart doesn't have to be perfect, you don't have to be perfect... you just have to be you.  If that isn't good enough for someone, trust me, you don't need them.  You are more than good enough, you are a blessing and treasure to this world.  And if you ever forget that, if you ever need a friendly reminder, I'll be here.  I'll be your mirror that reflects everything that is beautifully about you and accept all of your flaws.  Like I said, I don't just like you, I ******* love you just the way you are

Namaste my good friend

Where life will pass and fade
Love will always stay
And blossom in the hour
Of forevers flower
And softly like a dream
Death will kindly sing
Of the love it cannot take
And then dance away with our bones
As our souls find new homes

Three counts of silence and a dream for the dead
A prayer for those living who can get through the days and nights without losing their heads
Three days of corruption and nightmares of death
What prayers can save us when the hands we clasp in prayer are the same as the hands that have poisoned the oceans and earth
Three years of ignorance without the blessing of bliss
As we have filled the sky with hollow prayers begging for forgiveness for doing things we knew were wrong
And we sit in increments of three seconds of silence and our dreams for the dead
And a prayer for a life worth living that is better than death

She wove life from the threads and fate of dreams and she was and wasn't a dream herself
She had filled the first hourglass with the sand of the desserts of the time before and upon flipping it over set the hands and gears of the first clock in motion
There is no secret buried in the endless depths of the ocean she doesn't know and she was the one that had arranged and named every twinkling orb in the night sky
Using nothing but a small kiss and a sprinkle of magic from the colors of her eyes she brought dead starfish back to life and taught them to dance in the palms of her hands
And when she wasn't choreographing new ballets for the fish in her hands and the stars in the sky
She was collecting lost dreams and broken hearts and suturing the cracks closed and finding them new roads to follow and teaching laughter to the tears they had shed
And if you are every lost between always and heartache if you follow the roads and the sky of the starfish ballet you will find her sitting and waiting to weave you a new day and a new dream and a new fate under the street sign that reads
Oceans End

He was the silent screams of thunder from a distant dark cloudless sky
She was the lost echo of mermaids in the crashing waves of distant shores
They were seperated as the moon and the sea
And would only find each others love and kiss lost somewhere between eternity and dreams

I've learned to color over my scars with broken crayon pieces and fill the cracks in my heart with tears and dried paint from the tips of old paint brushes and sew the seams of my soul with the ghost threads of dead dreams and this is what I was and this is what I have become...
And then there was you and all I know now is love and I've never known life to feel so beautiful

I'm drowning in endless ocean of dreams of you and if I here is were I take my last breath what a beautiful dream life will have been

All his words were hers
Her smile were the curves found in each letter
Her eyes were all the colors of his dreams
Her name was the music of his prayers
She filled his heart with fairy tales and poetry
And in the end he was a book only she could read

I would rather fall in love with someone I may never  sleep with
than **** someone I knew I was never going to fall for

My bleeding heart sleeps in the cuts of the crescent smile of the night and all of its scars dream of loving you and  all my words are yours as they drip down from the weeping moon

What are we but blood
and bones and dust
Who are we but broken hearts
and lost souls and flightless birds
Walking around with our cages
strapped to our waist
All they while pretending to be free
and alive
No one daring to look at the reflection
of the pretty bird in the mirror
Because we all know we aint' so pretty anymore
And all we do is let our blood
and bones and dust waste away
As the seconds on our wrist
tick and turn to rust