Waiting beneath
These waters deep
Drowning in both
Dream and love
Waiting by star
And moon
And bird
And tree
And poem
And song
And hope
And pictures
And haunting
And longing
To come to you
And speak
With gut churning
And heart burning
These words for you
*I love you

I awoke from the most wonderful
and beautiful dream
and turned to you to tell you
what I had dreamt
Only to realize that you were not laying there with me
because you had been the dream...

Welcome my friends
Jump right in
Its time to take back
The airwaves of
Our Dreams

I wonder if  you're "ok" because I see you say you are but I see a different story in your eyes and I've lived the life and lie of the reflection looking back from the dark mirrors standing invisible to everyone but myself and I've said "ok" myself more times than I could count and I know it's just easier to lie than try to explain the noise of everything breaking deep inside and not wanting to drag anyone down to the misery of a weeping heart and the dread long silent walk stitched to the bottom of the feet of a soul that can't find a reason to keep itself alive and I've been "ok" too and I was only a syllable away from a suicide while sitting alone in a car in a heavy down pour of rain with my hands clenching tight to the poison in my lap and my body trembling from the pain of the absence of my heart and a dream shattered at my feet and promises betrayed singing loudly and off key and I couldn't understand how anyone could be so ******* cruel and I couldn't breath through the pathetic flood of snot running from my nose and clogging in my throat and I was "ok" searching for that last syllable for my note and to this day I couldn't tell you why I'm still alive or how and when I got out of the car and woke up in my bed or how "ok" went from a bleeding lie rorting in the bottom of my teeth to being a quite truth to hold against the darkness and to hold myself up and to chasing away the reflection that was never truely mine and that it's "ok" to not be "ok" and if all you need is someone to sit there in the dark and let it be not "ok" for a minute or a day or however long it takes that I'm already there whenever you may need

Unlocking the secrets of paper
By fold and crease
And light razor kiss
Spill ink and water
Watch the colors
Bleed and drip
And palpitate
Random strokes of fate
By wind and breath
Scatter white stars about
Bend and tuck and frame
A litte home
For my queen
Who wears my heart
In her crown
And a little book
A little book
With the simple tale
Of a paper love
A paper love
Turned
Real

This is why we fall in love and this is why we don't and its hard to tell the difference because the lights and shadows look the same and its the things we want to say that terrify us when we're terrified if we don't say them we'll lose the things that make us feel this way and its the silence that hurts the most and its the silence that eases all our pains and we're afraid if we say too much too soon we'll only push the ones we want to hold away and we're afraid if we get to hold the ones we want they will evaporate into nothing more than the dream of a foolish heart and that foolish heart will break and it just feels easier and safer to keep that heart alone and in its cage because it feels like it been bruised and scared and broken too many times and we just don't want to go through that kind of misery again because we've all been in love and we've all been hurt and we've all been excited by the same feeling that also terrifies us and we can try to blame it for all the hurt and ache when we feel that it has left us and betrayed us but the truth is it wouldn't hurt so bad if that were true and life can't be balanced without taking the good with the bad and it isn't always suppose to be easy but the difficult times don't have to be so bad if we can only learn to trust and say it's going to be ok because love is always there and its free for the taking if we just breath it in and fill our lungs and put it all back out there when we say the things that terrify us and when we can give it all for nothing more than the act of giving it all away life gets a little easier and the shadows shift and change and grow smaller and the light reveals the hidden colors and its easier to take the bad when we're trying to do good and it isn't easy to balance but we find the way to work together to get through the difficult days and cold nights and what does our time mean here if not for the time we spend breathing love in and breathing more love out and no heart should live in a cage and this is why we can't stop ourselves when the things that make us fall make us think about why we fall in love and why we don't because we see our hearts are flying fast and free and breathing deep and theres nothing we can do to stop ourselves as once again we our blessed enough to find ourselves falling in love

This life is not long enough
For none of us
From those who never make it
Out of the womb
To those who live to see
A century pass and go on
This life is too short
For all of us
From the babies that never made it
Out from beneath their mothers ribs
To those sitting in wheelchairs
Being neglected in the places
We shamefully call homes
Life is no more than a moment
A candle waiting to be kissed
By wind and death
A bee giving up its end
To protect itself and die
A leaf let go by branch
And forgotten by tree
A fly trapped in a web
A feast for a spider
A spider beneath foot
A sandstorms last breath
From within the hourglass
No, No, No
Life is not long enough
Life is all too short
A moment to push through the soil
To be kissed by rain
And sun
And death
Let the moment not go to waste
And fade in the grip of oblivion
Take each moment and each breath
As if forever to be your last
Forgive harm and self
Give time patience ans kindness
Find and keep love
From the first moment
To the last
For in loves embrace
I became lost in your gaze
And the moment gave
My heart
To immortality

Nothing feels real except
when I am dreaming
and when I dream
all I feel is you

I'll be your mirror until you no longer need your reflection to know that you are beautiful

She had the song and poetry of love tattooed within her heart and the rhythm of truth in her pulse
And her blood had the sweetness and flow of the milk and honey found in the blood of gods
She walked with the grace of crushed sunset velvet clouds
And planted the seeds of love in the fields of forevers flowers found only on the other side of the horizon of eternity
And you might mistake her for all the stars in the night sky when you feel like fate and chance have dealt you luck in love at last
And even when she breaks your heart you will still always be desperate to give her all your love
And every time you sleep you will dream of her song and poetry of love