The owl at the glass
Perching
Says "who."

Time and time again
I tell him
It's you.

I wish you could see yourself
In my eyes.*

Although there's no reflection,
I admire the complexion.
My eyes sting raw with the pain of perfection.

Your pulchritude blinds like the morning rays
Shaking me from slumber and demanding I raise,
I dismiss my obsession as if it's a phase.

Little do I know, it will last for days:
The obsession of the pleasure you do on my gaze.

Maybe seconds, maybe forever;
From that face, my eyes can't sever.

I'm lost in your pores, I'm lost in your mouth.
I've lost my mind as my eyes wander south.

Over your throat, and grazing your chest.
I promise it's not lust;  I only want to test.

What is beneath you? Your zephyrean coat.
What words do you hold inside of your throat?

I'd peel you open, just to see what's inside.
Trust I won't dig, *please don't hide.

I've never seen such a handsome shell, but I crave its meat; only time will tell.

I'll let you in, if you let me peek.
Let your walls leak.
No hide and seek.

They say that God lives very high;
  But if you look above the pines
You cannot see our God; and why?

And if you dig down in the mines,
  You never see Him in the gold,
Though from Him all that’s glory shines.

God is so good, He wears a fold
  Of heaven and earth across His face,
Like secrets kept, for love, untold.

But still I feel that His embrace
  Slides down by thrills, through all things made,
Through sight and sound of every place;

As if my tender mother laid
  On my shut lids her kisses’ pressure,
Half waking me at night, and said,
  “Who kissed you through the dark, dear guesser?”

Who said that love was fire?
I know that love is ash.
It is the thing which remains
When the fire is spent,
The holy essence of experience.

I think he stole my heart on the first date
I swear it was his smile, no.
It was fate.

So gentle, but a little rough
He was strong, he was cute, he was tough.
Nothing remarkable, nothing extraordinary.
Just his voice, his eyes, the way he was carried.

A gentleman to the core
I was happy ever more
At least...
Til the day he went away
Something changed and he just wouldn't stay.

I asked why
But never cried.

I accepted my fate, my burden to bear.
He never loved me, he just didn't care.

I assumed it was me; i was wrong
I was unfit, i wasn't right, i wasn't strong.

But he disappeared and i understood.
I didn't like it, and i knew i never would.

He took my heart with him on the ship
Deployment is hard enough, not a fun trip.
It's even worse knowing that he didn't give a ****.

I missed him every day.
I watched the news and i prayed.
I didn't write, i didn't call.
I poured them strong and drank em tall.

I dreamt and i slept
I drank and i wept.

The day finally came when i would give in...
I just had to write him, i had to forgive.

We were friends, we were nice
But i knew that i would pay a price.
My heart torn in two
A half here, a half with his crew.

The feelings never left
My heart never grew
I was saving for him
I was paying my due.

He finally came home eight months to the day
He packed up his things, then he moved away.
The sailor took my heart, but left it at sea.
Not a half for him, not a half for me.

Not a day goes by that i don't dream of his name.
Every day every night, i miss him and his game.
Sailor jerry his ***, sailor jerry my shame.
I never stopped drinking, i never stopped til night came.

I loved him and he cared nothing for me.
I miss him and wish i'd be free.
Nothing will change. Keep things as they are.
I'll drink to his name, I'll wish on every star.

A sailor took my heart. He took my soul.
I wish i had known it would take such a toll...

She gets lost between piano notes and
Champaign bubbles
I swear her eyes are always just a little
Too far away
But she sings that it won’t matter
In a million years
So I forgive her

She still gets lost between piano keys
But forgets to play them these days,
I catch her staring at the notes
And there is something oozing from between knotted heart strings
she whispers that the chords are too tight
so I just nod
There are clinking glasses
And the quiet hum of dishwashers
But I don’t think her smile
Even flickers anymore

Someone told me
She still gets lost sometimes
Forgets which road takes her home
Probably because her Home was between the notes
And there was nothing
Even there to begin with.
Someone told me
she uses beer cans instead of wine glasses
and I didn’t even know she had started drinking
wine on the weekends.

I don’t think her cheekbones
Can stop screaming

But she still washes the dishes
With the bubbles all overflowing
In the cold metal of the sink
I guess there wasn’t much left to
celebrate
after the going away parties ended

She is pretty lost
Sometimes I catch her and beg
But there is no point to her madness anymore
I think she got lost between
Straight ideals
And
Bent chords
Forgotten words
And everlasting thoughts
I catch her in the street sometimes
Singing --

I secretly love the way she says the word music
Because she never speaks
These days
She only sighs
In the warbling mutter of someone
So far away

She is
Just the muse of a hundred musicians
With Champaign bubble eyes and
Track marked heart leading nowhere but hell
I think she begged them to stop
Serenading her sadness
But there’s addiction on her lips

I never kissed her fears away
Sometimes I think I’m sorry
but all the bubbles popped
and it was time
to go

You're making me cry and I've only just met you

I hate you already

you're too nice
you're too beautiful
you're too funny

you're too perfect

for words

yet I keep wasting them on you

I want to not want you

but I do

I want to kiss you
all over

in your house

in my house

in public

in private

I want to peek at chu from afar
and drink you in when were up close

you smell so good

so so delicious

I could eat you for breakfast

I could sleep in your bed and make you hot cocoa

we could be afraid together

we could laugh and laugh

and laugh

I'm so awkward and
you
are too weird for words

you make no sense

we make no sense

I don't even know you

you don't know the real me

not yet

but you might if you keep this up

this act

it's so convincing

I want to believe you

in all of you and everything you're saying

I think back
and remember
it was so
wonderful

I worshipped that

it's a weakness

you're my weakness
now

I know what you're saying

it's probably not true

you just want it

like everyone's said

I mean I kinda want it too

and your lies are so good

your lies are exemplary

they're better then mine

so I'll play along

I have too

I'm hooked now

don't let me go
don't leave me
keep me here in this fake heaven
this cloud nine

I'm skiing your body with my emotions

I like it so much

I'll smile back

please

please just don't stop smiling at me


I think it will break me.

I'll keep a rag and dust pan handy

I've been told

I'm a fantastic sweeper