I hold no exceptional expectations                                                                       
For you                                                                                                                      
Or I,                                                                                                                            
Or us for that matter.                                                                           ­                    

                                                                         I long only,
                                                                ­  To be simply blessed by your
                                                        Whiskey-­tainted breath,
                                                                ­  On my cigarette scented neck


My lovely,                                                          ­                                                    
Won't you let me intoxicate myself                                                           ­         
In your                                                             ­                                                       
                 Impaired & passioned  soul                                                                                                  
                               

                                                       For
                                                          I'd do any line of your essence
                                            Shot of your animation
                                                                And take any hit of your lullabies,
                                                                         Just to be able to fathom your sapience

                                            
 For I have never stumbled so unintentionally                                                                                                
                                                                   Over a character                                                                                                        
                                                                              That has been as enchanting and idiosyncratic                                                              
                                                                                                                                                           As you

Alone I trace my pulsing finger tips
Down the lines of my lithe body
As if to replicate
The way your words seep into me

Not insistent,
But ever-so dauntingly
They creep into the stream of thought patterns
That speckle my day

Syllables;
They course through my veins
The way your tongue
Must form each one so precisely

Vocabulary;
Each word chosen ever-so carefully
They know how to bring me
To that fantastic climactic peak

Punctuation;
You've mastered, clearly dripping with experience
You have me saturated, baby
Reading each of your melodic stanzas

I allow myself to trace your words
With my hands
And one day
Your lips will follow

I can't deal with this suspension
animated friction, frozen for the meantime
within the imaginary societal lines.
Sustenance within intimacy,
hangs in fragmented impermanence
as a reminder to us all
we are all victims of the human condition.

Even with memories etched within
aged smile lines, or experience
burned across cataract eyes, we cannot escape
no matter how we may try
the barrier concrete- our human mind.

In death, we struggle with our
own feeble understanding,
we lack the ability of total comprehending.

We enter this world,
soft, vulnerable- exposed
we exit this world,
in paper thin skin
stretched over fragile bones.

Regardless of the connections
we may form as we grow
we come as we go,
are born, and in likeness die,

alone.

Your heart is a smoldering pit of magma
a forest fire in your soul
your eyes the burning log
around your hot pupil coal

& you melt me with the lightest touch,
the faintest smile gives me a rush
like the warm May breeze that tickles my skin
sends comfort and serenity deep within

sweet grass & ***** haze

I could wrap myself in your enormous blaze
I lose all the time in your presence
unaware of all the passing days.

It feels so right
to be here tonight.
completely engulfed by your flames.

I never thought I could feel this much...

My tiny heart, has never in this sense
been touched.

Being completely focused on another human being, learning their rhythm, entertwining our lives together- knitting each others torn hearts
like an old warm sweater.

I'll be by your side no matter what the weather
I have yet to inform you,
I never say forever

But I want to feel this for the rest of my life
you & I, together.

♡

Bury all your secrets in my skin
Come away with innocence
And leave me with my sins
The air around me still feels like a cage
And love is just a camouflage
For what resembles rage again


So if you love me let me go
And run away before I know
My heart is just too dark to care
I can't destroy what isn't there
Deliver me unto my fate
If I'm alone I cannot hate
I don't deserve to have you


Oh,
My smile was taken long ago
If I can change I hope I never know.


I still press your letters to my lips
And cherish them in parts of me
That savour every kiss
I couldn't face a life without your lights
But all of that was ripped apart
When you refused to fight


So save your breath I will not care
I think I've made it pretty clear
You couldn't hate enough to love
Is that suppose to be enough?
I only wish you weren't my friend
So I could hurt you in the end
I never claimed to be a saint


Oh,
My home was banished long ago
It took the death of hope to let you go.


So break yourself against my stones!
And spit your pity in my soul!
You never needed any help

You sold me out to save yourself!


And I won't listen to your shame

You ran away
you're all the same


Angels lie
to keep control


My love was punished long ago
If you still care
Don't ever let me know.

If you still care
**Don't
Ever
Let
Me
Know

rewind and reject

one word to never truly set,

in stone or pen

or words on skin

the heaviness of one's heart debt.


though lingers faint,

ghosts of your memories grow.

you let your body turn weak,

your head melt to the pillow.


the lifeless gaze

of eyes upturned,

bones whittle and disintegrate

ashes to urn.


why have I been banished here?

reduced to soot and pity.

alone in this world, isolated

inside this solemn, sanctioned city.

Fading, ever-consistent
slipping
As mute and inconspicuous
As a porcelain moths sigh
These oceans brim darkly with the unrelenting tides
But you see,
they are just a reflection, your pupils dilate at the sky
All through your emerald iris encased,
midnight
in your diamond speckled space eyes
Simply perspective,
one may say
For I peer through a different telescope today
In the littlest things I discover joy
With my mistakes I gain knowledge
In all pleasure, I learn to love myself
Through suffering, wisdom works its dull edge
Simply perspective,
one may say
Makes a worlds difference
In a galaxy of ways

Super busy again guys
School and all
Lots of love
Keep all of the amazing writing going!
Xo Natasha

It's almost as if
someone took a chisel
to his stone physic
and carved everything
everything
absolutely perfectly.

I wake
and ache
to grey
dismal skies
that roam the earth today.
And lately
it seems
I'm coming
looser at
every seam.
There's a bitter
taste, at the
end of all
my sugar-sweet dreams.
For hours
upon the days
I watched
the sky.
Waited for
a sliver
of pale blue,
for the sun
to stop being
so shy.
Yet nothing
rearranged my
broken focus-
absolutely nothing
stopped my heart
from yearning
for those in
which I
am closest.
Lovely sky,
today you
are the hue
of my
own ashtray.
You remind me
that one day
I may be
just as
cold and grey
as thee.

Just like those Marlboros
Pall Malls & Next Blues

Those charcoal filtered Belmonts
Baby, you've got me so addicted to you.

Stronger than our 8 ***** of *******
More moving then an 80 mile train

Three days with you
Three minutes without

And I already feel
As if I'm down & out

Addictions a regulation
When life's a game

But if I'd never been hooked on you
I would've quit playing