I like how my lips
fit that hollow
by your collar bone

I could sing an anthem there
or whisper sweet
sweet nothings.

Dear Mr. Shooting Star,
how many times
must I wish and
call out to you
until you finally
notice me?

                                                         ­                        Sweet naive little girl,
                                                           ­                                how many times
                                                           ­                              will you fall down
                                                            ­                                  and cry   *for me
                                                             ­                               *until you realize
                                                         ­                                  *I'm not listening?

And someday
I will hear the tides
that crash upon your shore
their distant song
will call to me
but I will remain marooned
stranded on the ocean of your eyes
because for you
I would gladly leave
eternity behind.

It's the flow of poisonous ink
The way you think
It's deadly
It's the sound of a beautiful scream
The way you dream
It's poetry

Your words are a dagger
Only stronger
Piercing through hearts
Touching a lifeless mind
Pain in some parts
But not difficult to find

It's the rain after lightning
The way your words pour
It's rhythmic
It's the heat of the sun setting
Powerful like never before
It's electric

Written or thought
I care not
Just that it's preserved
Because
This life is a song
**What will be your verse?

You pull me in your embrace
Gaze at me like I'm your saving grace
The heated touch makes my heart race
Your whisper on my ear, like honey on lace
Those brown eyes that make me feel like
I'm floating through space
With just a few moves you had my
heart locked in a case
Still I know you enjoy
the thrill of the chase
But this is the hardest decision
I've  ever  had  to  face
Make no mistakes,
You'll be the end of my days
If for some reason you leave
*Without a single trace