You and I
Are careening
Through the open air.
Our colors are
Mesmerizing,
Marbled and spinning.

Loving you is
Watching a soap bubble fly.

Our colors swirl.

We're enchanting.

But I can't help it,
I'm holding my breath,
Waiting for that
Inevitable
*pop

All the things I've said to you
Each word that I've uttered
All the poems that I write to you
Each phrase carefully selected
Everything I do for you
Is from my heart of hearts
I love you truly I do
I'm sorry I'm so complicated

Forgive me for my untrust
I have learnt an important lesson
I will no longer give into fear
And see through my imagination
This filter my mind creates
Based on past relationships
Is not the reality of us my love
A moment of unawareness

I want to see you as you are
My beautiful butterfly
I know you love me so much
So please don't lose faith in us
Just give me a little time
To learn to trust once more
in your bright light shining  
I can learn to love again

Let the shadow of my passing
cast no darkness on the day
For we live each moment
Only once
And then move blithely
on our way.

I sleep hoping to find that when I wake this is a dream,
That my veins are seams to some other human being.
That one day my words won’t cling to my teeth,
And my tongue won’t be a platform for broken speech.

Let this skin not be a larva bound to grow from ****,
But to form into a pupa of beautiful metamorphosis;
I want to shed from a cocoon and emerge a butterfly
And for once be held in the beholder’s elusive eye.

Strip from me this visage, this form, this sin;
All the ugliness that penetrates my surface, and writhes within.
Purge me from my own skewed expectations,
And I shall be renewed, a fetus cleansed- born again.

-SLuR

I hit the crosswalk
And I know how you feel.
Your overcoat is trembling,
But your lips are steel.

But sooner or later, you will come around.
And I will find your favor as you're falling down.

I hide in your sweatshirt
With my knees drawn in tight.
I sit in the corner
With the company of moonlight.

You say you walk the road less traveled- how does that make you feel?
But with your words like gravel, how can I finally heal?

I love the voice.
I adore the beat.
I connect with the lyrics.
Our song moves me in ways nothing else can.
As I listen, a memory begins to stir.
You are there in my car; laughing, smiling, looking at me with those heartbreaking eyes.
How can a memory posses a song?
Like a sickness the song causes me to weaken and become sad.
I slow down and reflect on my loss of you.
How can it be so wrong to love what I once derived joyful feelings from?
Now all I obtain while listening is heartbreak.
Our Song is a haunted song.