Behind my eyes, I trace my fingers along your skin
like the longing touch of an artist with pen,
craving for the taste of perfection.

To see the stroke of passion on paper,
like the faintest moan within my ear...
The time to forget a troubled past.
A fleeting ecstasy to hopefully last,
enough to turn these dreams into sweat and drown the thoughts of remorse and regret.

Oh let me silence the demon's scream and hear only burning in our eyes.
We'll run away at close of day and rage like thunder in the skies.

I found you standing in a field, dancing to music I couldn't hear.

The world spun slowly while my heart pumped quickly and the unbalance I found left me feeling quite... sickly.
Your eyes met mine and I melted away, falling and spinning with nothing to say...
I heard words whispering in the back of my mind and I didn't listen, finding bliss in the fall, but slowly and surely, as I tried thinking purely, the words reached my senses...

  "Love makes fools of us all."

I looked to my side as you were holding my hand and I remembered...
I am merely a haunting who walks through this land.
Then my hand dropped through yours like water in sand...

Now I am back to my senses, somewhat numb from the fall
to keep speaking and searching,
always walking through walls.

Hopefully you remain by my side like an lovely room I can haunt and we can smile and laugh away...

Forever I'll see you waltzing so softly through fog and yes,
I'm still bleeding like wounds from a flog
but scars can be hidden like my soul was meant to be...

Somewhere in shadow and words they can't read.


You will always be dancing in the back of my head to the music of midnight, the beat of the drum.
I am sorry for being such a sad apparition,
you were an unraveling seam,
a beautiful dream,
my heart was pleading not to wake from...

golden highlights in her hair
she is a poem in my dreams
written in the shadows of the world
filled with gentle light that is my world
she sat with me while i slumbered and we talked away
like the oldest of friends sharing the unfolding of our lives
the smile she has given
reignites my world
the warmth that she herself is
has rekindled my hope
she breaths life into the
mystical dreams of the world
with her giggles
she gives a rose made of smiles
to everyone she meets
her pen builds worlds
golden highlights in her hair
she is the poem of my dreams
every song i have ever sang
she is a living breathing sonnet of the world
written with such delicate beauty
with her heart
with her pen