As I turn my insides out
Memories spill like rain
Sear hot pavements with emotion
then evaporate in a plume of steam

That kiss
Yes that kiss...
Where words danced
On reddened lips
Then skipped over tongues
That kiss
Yes that kiss...
When whispers combined  
Then slipped down and touched hearts
That kiss
Yes that kiss
That made skin stand to attention
Then sighed sentences of hope
That kiss
Yes that kiss
That made you forget
That the rest of the world exists

Delicate little dragon
Sit beside me
Tell me what's up
Whisper your words
So they don't burn
I'll lend you my ear
Make my tears evaporate
Invigorate your wings
It's time for us both to fly

We are the lucky ones
We get to tell our story
With all our guts
And it's glory
When you have taken everything
And there isn't any more to give
It's time to forgive
Forget the effect
I want special effects
Not pyrotechnics
When you have taken anything
And all that's left
Is distress
Various states of undress
Haven't redressed the balance
It becomes a challenge
And you think you can't manage
To emerge from the dream
The silent screams
As you crawl along the floor once more
It's hard to ignore
When you have taken the something
The essence of me
Because you wanted to see
How far you could take
It was a mistake
To underestimate
Just how much you thought I could lose
You take what I give
Once upon a time
It was willingly free
I paid too higher price
When you want nothing more
and I'm replaced
With another face
I'm toe to toe with my reflection
Which direction
As I look over my shoulder
Am I really wiser as I get older
When my everything was nothing
More than something to discard
Is honesty so hard
The anything left to say
Will wait for another day
My depiction of the situation
Isn't a fairytale it isn't fiction
As I pick up the pieces
I know where it leads to
I'm stronger
Who knew what was to come
Time will stitch up the scars
As I look up to the stars
I thank my luck
My story
Well it's just begun
I'm not just anyone
I'm everything something
Someone.

Home was never a place
Home wasn't in the people I saw
Home was never walls and windows
Home wasn't doors
Home is the peace written on my face.

Clothes constrain
Skin contains
The insides I wear on the outside
You don't have to scratch the surface
To find hidden meanings
To catch a glimpse of passion
To see my blood reaching boiling point
You don't have to dig your nails in
To reach through the seven layers
To hear the whispers written on my bones
Scriptures ooze from the ruptures
Lush red tastes of rusted words
Skin the binds
Skin that hides
Stretches over my memories
I wear the patchwork quilt of history
Of the mothers and fathers who have gone before
Sewn together with the glorious stories of yesterday
Stitched with the future's threads
The hopes and dreams of the generations yet to be
My heart, my soul, my skin, my home

Take my hands
Clothe them in magic
A close fitting glove
Breathe your words
Bathe them in hope
The kiss of life