A painting is chaos, and chaos is human;
But a painting of you, is a divine creation
I do not look for your face in photographs
Because unlike paintings, I know that,
A photograph is perfection in a moment
And you are perfection in an eternity.

I called out to the world
Distraught, frantic, searching.
Something awoken in you,
A resonant note,
Found deep in your core.
I called again, and the music
Stirred inside of you.
Responding to my vibrations,
You called back to me
With want.
A longing and determination
That was somewhat melancholic,
Teetering on the edge of desperation.
I kept my call constant
As you sang to me,
Both of us searching for the other
Trying to pinpoint our spirits
In the world's sound waves.
As we got closer
Our desperation began to rise
Like a boiling sun,
Burning us with desire.
We called out to each other
Faster, louder, synching our
Fragile loneliness
Until we found one another
Our souls, like two fishes
Swimming, dancing together
Twirling around in the air
Creating a beautiful melody.
Then we entered each other,
You absorbed me, and I you.
A harmonious collision,
That no power could sever
For our souls have always been
Tethered.

-SLuR

Sometimes you just have to put your tears on the page
And let your love
Rage rage
Rage
True love has got to have that hurt
Just ask the universe
Why do you think
The moon is always
Cry cry
Crying
I never meant to fall
You never tried to steal
My heart
I fell though
Like sudden death
To madness
Loves sweet misery
Came and took
Me away
Above the clouds
Happy as a loon
Watching eternities sunrise
In those endless ocean eyes
My heart in your hands
To break
It happens
No blame
You never tried to steal it
It leapt into your hands
First chance it had
I don't blame it
I didn't trip over this edge
I jumped
I had too
Too beautiful and perfect
To let this chance pass
And I fell
Into this mad mad love
You can break it
I'll still be here
Heart or no heart
Madly in love
I won't leave you alone
I'll always be here
With you
Whenever you need me
I'll be at the end of the sea
Watching that eternal sunrise
In those endless ocean eyes

everything was in its place in my nightly ritual
my room enveloped me with a feeling of security
i had episodes of my favorite show, ready to be played
and my favorite midnight treats all in a bucket

a well-deserved break from negativity, in the safety of my house
but i still felt empty.

see, the only way for me to really feel at home is to
open my closet, reach in its darkest corner
and grab for my only memory of you- a sweater
that's obviously seen better days
but it had your smell, your warmth
and finally, as i wrapped it around me,
i felt relieved.

and that's a problem.

i have a face cut from ice
a heart pierced in a thousand places
so to remember
always the same voice
the same gestures
and my laughter
heavy
as a wall
between you and me

the ones who are most alive
seem the most still

behind the milky way
a shadow dances

our gaze climbs toward the stars

Your fingers,
wrapping around my cuffs ripping the seams
That's your revenge it seems
till the hard come down had set in,
what you would scream, now stays within.
You've run through the pipelines in my head.
Sewer dreams.

my baby exists when he wants to
leaving vitamin D outside my door
gives me kisses on my arteries
kisses my bruises even more

my baby gives flowers for breakfast
and claims they won’t ever bloom
he loves me, he loves me not
he speaks in glances across the room

my baby breaks my heart
my baby adores me so
my baby knows just the right spot
gotta let my baby go