I'm fickle
like
spring weather.

Yes
You are a sunny afternoon
and a calm sea
with a glossed over surface
and the light breeze soothing my s k i n

But he
He's the tidal waves and
gray storm c l o u d s
with just a hint of midnight blue and
**thunderstorms
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I met god once,
In a puddle on the sidewalk,
And he said something profound, but I forgot to listen.

I saw the devil once.
At midnight by the sea,
And he asked me to dance, but I didn't know the music.

I've swam through sin,
On cold nights in the dark,
And it's asked be to stay, but I've got things to do.

I've tasted blood,
On my lips from another's skin,
And we scratched surfaces, but left deeper cuts within.

I've lost my thoughts,
Taken away by a strong breeze,
And I searched for them, but I'd rather let them go their own way.

I've been absolutely nothing,
And everything at all,
And god I've wanted to stay, but new homes keep calling me forward.

and my neck is still
full of your kisses,
those which you left
so carelessly
last [wednesday] night.
you just have to see
how the fight between
my naive heart and my
confused mind
went all along
the unending night,
just thinking about
the way you are:
so lovely
i could possibly drown
in your eyes.