and she will always torment you with honey and hemlock

she sells hope and a little more of the highway, but that road never goes anywhere

and it never ends

I love your words
and the mind that drives them
and the way reading you makes me feel
and how I wish you wrote for me
how I write for you

reading the psalms and hymns dedicated to the love of your life is how I learned to love you.

two terrible beauties
Daphne and Phoebe
whose hearts are my heart
they whom I would die for
and there's not much left for me
or anybody else

she's the spilled ink
on wan paper
shrouding the words I wanted to tell her
staining my fingers
with the missing words
I could not write

The words keep t
                               w
                              i
                               ­  s
                                  t
                           ­     i
                                   n
                                 g
                                      in my mind
               Truths and lies
       Becoming h
                             a
                            r
                             d
                          e
                              r
  ­                               and harder to find
              Blurred together
      between h
                         o
                       l
                         l
                     o
                         w
                               and grey lines
         The differences becoming
               o
                 b
               s
                  t
              a
                 c
               l
                  e
               s
                   more difficult to define
    And life has lost all its
                                           l
                                             o
                                            v
                 ­                              e
                                                  and **rhyme