you're stationed in my head,
what's outside? i never been.
living through a shattered screen,
speaking grey and blue, never green.
we're safe in here, don't ever leave.
i'll share my air so we can breathe.

our souls lie in synchronicity,
like constellations in the sky
i have a kaleidoscope heart,
beating eternally for your light
bound like the moon to the tide
your fickle heart found mine
chasing the rain storms in july,
i am but the holes in my shirt
meeting my initials on your thigh,
my mind exists in dreams i imagine
escaping realities distraction to
watch synchronicity happen

we're on the same trip now,
the sea of lights are bouncing
surrounded by the crowd,
pulsating beats rupture
from the ground, never taking
away from the sound, im
dancing to my own beat now

subdued by the still of the night
under its wood paneled skies
and myriad of ominous pines
my unconscious mind drifted
seamlessly in a reverie filled
with nothing but you and i,
and as the february air grew
cold enough to numb my feet
loneliness accompanied me,
and i ached to feel your body
pressed warmly against me,
diverting me of this chilling
breeze as we melted away in
alluring frigid white sheets,
i hopelessly pine for you and
hunger to feel every pattern
of your heartbeat, to furtively
watch your chest rise as you
sleep, daring to trace the pair
of sultry lips parted upon me

your eyes are two
vast fields of green that
intoxicate my psyche
with sweet nicotine,
sending shivers down
my nimble fingertips,
your pale lips adhere
to your dying cigarette,
while your smoldering
gaze intently traces every
inch of my silhouette,
yearning to disrupt the
lingering silence with
words that are never met,
your love is susceptible
and cannot be professed,
but the shy smile you
flashed before our lips
pressed and hands that
tangled in my hair like
a broken cassette, was
enough to put my heart
to rest, your enchanting
green orbs would eclipse
what was coming next,
tear stained cheeks and
eyes filled with regret,
you left me alone to
deal with all this mess,
but i still miss you
every tuesday when
your absence sends
an agonizing ache
through my chest

we inherited our fingerprints
in the abyss the lines evince
the morals that we grew up with
but we're prone to be two addicts
quietly drowning in our bad habits
stuck high in a cloud of sadness
we're just looking for a distraction
to fill the void your love abandoned
sleep walking through this mansion
we always took our lives for granted
but who would have ever imagined
that id be smoking in the afternoon
watching all the flowers bloom
softly choking on my silver spoon

a piece of art you are
in your worn out sleeves  
and heart shaped eyes
laid out in a bed of cherries
and a field of tulips to share with me
your ocean view windows
that streak the blue sea
and your sheer white pearls
that melt onto me
like chocolate fondue
warm and sweet;
you are the taste, the mouthful
of words that sit on my tongue
get along with your truffle kisses
and your red wine lips
begging for the chateau
to soak in the void
and with a mind shining thought
you traced my back
with the stem of a flower
that went on and on
for the next half hour