Golden calm flows through me as the glittered dragonfly's frame and fairy wings buzz over pooled Monet oil.

Grey skies stretch
across the horizon
with no spot of blue.

Here I am left here
on this barren island
& all I can think of is you.

I can smell you in the gale,
you were a tempest,
a force of nature
& I miss you
watching the rain.

No it's true
I'm not like the other girls.
We both know this isn't fate
But don't hate me
For pretending.

Let's take a walk
Or more of a run
An adventure without destination.
Follow me dear
You've got everything to fear
But accompany me
My beloved
To the fountain of youth

My allusions of grandure
They only reverse reality.
Like the smell after rain
Oh I can't get enough.
Enough of this spectacular illusion before me.

They say dreaming is a waist of time
But honestly
That couldn't be further from the truth.
How else I ask
Are we to escape this place
Only to face nothing but beauty

Now the time has come
To show me a world of splendor
Never again will I be numb.
Three
Two
One
Oh lover of mine it's done.

Oh that hour of ecstasy,  
Two hearts did enchant.
Burning madness
Overwhelming passion
A vast lover's ocean of fire.

She said unto him,
"Take upon my heart
For keeping,
And comfort me darling
In my days of weeping."

And he did.
But thus lovers fate
Suggest foreboding.

Once she did not return.
And her lover was overtaken by grief.
Words of the dead conflicting him.
Unsure and melancholy
He disappeared.

No one really knows,
They say he locked himself up
And away from life.
Misery was the drug
Of which he never restrained.

But I can see him laying there,
Thoughts of his precious lover
Running though that tired mind.
And buried deep within,
He has still kept her heart
Just like she said.
And he'll never give in.

Don't ever let somebody
determine your self-esteem -
ever.
You are more precious than all the stardust in the universe.
So what if he doesn't like you?
Never destroy yourself because of a stupid boy.
So what if she doesn't understand how you felt?
Don't change who you are because of a selfish girl.

The one that you need to look towards for strength is yourself.

I can't help you if you don't want to help yourself.
                                                              
No matter how many times I wipe your tears away
Or tell you how beautiful you are.
                                                                
You have to want to hear it and stop crying.

No matter how much I try make you smile
Or hug you close.

You have to want to smile and embrace me back.

No matter how much I wish I could save you.

The only person that can do that is you...

I like it when you're tired
And when your thoughts and words go
Go go go
And never stop.
They're unfiltered
So I see the true you
All your crazy thoughts
Your weird plans
               We should invent an artificial sun
                               that runs on solar power!
And we act foolish
Completely immature and playful
And I get to see your crinkly-eyed smile
And hear your hushed giggles
Whenever you laugh at the silliest things
And it's truly beautiful

Have your ever stood on the edge
And wondered?
What does the Black feel like?
Is it that soft brush against your skin?
Which raises the hackles?
Or would it cling like tar
Hot and sticky
Seeping into your pores and
Down to your very soul
Solidly encasing it in stone.
What does it taste like?
Does it brush against your lips
A whisper, a kiss?
Or does it flow down your throat
Choking, clogging, no air.
And what smell would it have?
Would it be a gentle reminder
Of a distant memory, buried deep
Or would it slam into your senses
Like a wind carrying the scent
Of Long Forgotten memories
That wound the heart.
If I took that step, from the edge
Would the Black softly receive me
Or burn forever, relentlessly?
Would it gently beckon me or
Would it reach out its long bony fingers and
Seize me
With no choice?
Have you ever wondered?