if we stripped down
discarded our pretentions
clothing on the floor
could you could i could we
embrace softly
love what we find
touch so gently
worship and worship
and worship till the end of time

Once you realise how valuable you are you will realise you are priceless

every phone call ends in tears
and sleep becomes the devil

we talk
and fight,
kiss and make up.
we hold fast to
the hurt
we cause ourselves
and it piles on
like raked leaves
on an autumn
day. the colors
swirl in patterns,
and sometimes
we see golden
yellow, like the hair
that streams down
my back.
sometimes we see orange,
a sunset streaking
through your black curls.
but mostly,
we see red.

if our words had
a color, it would be
red. the garnet
colored phrases cut deep
and make us believe
we are better off
alone.
but sometimes...
your ice eyes
meet mine and
i freeze
and just look
at you.

and it's in these
moments
that i realize
you are all
the colors,
every day and all
the time, and that
if i were alone,
i would be gray

the crack in the door
held the spectral light
a mosaic ghost
inside a misty turret
and the room is pregnant with your song
your words carrying me over golden
rooftops and
michelangelo skies.

he was the kind of boy you'd
break all the rules for,
but you didn't know he'd break you.

wet all wet
soaking in fact
everything drips
and is quiet as a nun
still as a post
But the birds start to sing
and folk start to emerge;
walking dogs
and rushing to catch the boat
And I don't know the reason
I stirred so early today;
must be a blessing on its way
that demands I be awake!

I've never given you this much trust before. I've always been..in control.
But what if you stop, when I no longer make you?
What if you choose someone else, when I no longer make you choose me?
I never had this trust and I don't know where I'm mustering it up from.