i left a love letter at your closet,
to let these feelings
be known,
of being blessed
and ecstatic, a woman
of your existence,
i found

someone
who holds me
so dearly, despite
being ill-tempered

someone
who would grasp
every moment
with me, even
in the darkest of days
unfold

someone
who understands me
in times, i could not
understand
myself either

someone
who hugs me
so tight, when i feel
the deepest despair
i could no longer
fathom

i left a love letter at your closet,
to let these feelings
be known,
in every
morning breath we take,
of you, you alone,
my salvation

i love you
for a lifetime of bless,
forever, as it might,
often could not stand
the changes of life,
but i love you, as always
as the moon dies
to meet
the dawning light

the sun kisses
the ocean—
it bleeds farewell
for the night,

the fragrance
of the breeze—
our fingers
entwined,

part of the journey
is the end—
rest your head
on my shoulder,
till your last breath,
till our destinies
meet again

we once dreamed of a paradise,
those sunsets and sunrise;
but of these tears we couldn't hide,
i'll always be by your side

a place where all lost hope is found,
chances beneath the ground;
but of these failures in dawning light,
i'll seek courage to fight

we've imagined beautiful sceneries,
to escape from all the miseries;
but of these mysteries sudden unfold,
i'll offer my life till we're old

we once dreamed of a paradise,
those sunsets and sunrise;
but of these chaos like a caged dove;
i'll build paradise with our love

wanting while not wanting you
these scars stained my heart,
but wanting while not wanting you
gives me the courage to start

wanting while not wanting you
i'll just keep this steady pace,
but wanting while not wanting you
slowly filling the empty space

wanting while not wanting you
i have reasons not to fall,
but wanting while not wanting you
is just denying the inevitable

wanting while not wanting you
is what i ever long before,
but wanting while not wanting you
makes me want you even more

my legs are heavy
before i even realize
that i'm awake,
words are floating
in my veins
trying to escape
the endless
stream of thought,
imprisoned
beyond the walls
of my mind—
i failed
to pen mysteries
in a blank canvas

If the music doesn't grab you
You will not hear the words
If the music doesn't grab you
The story's never heard

If you want to tell a story
And you tell it in a song
The music has to grab them
Or you're doing it all wrong

A melancholy melody
Won't get the point across
If the music doesn't grab them
The story will be lost


If the music doesn't grab you
You will not hear the words
If the music doesn't grab you
The story's never heard

The music must be catchy
It needs to have a hook
The story will just lie there
Lost deep inside a book

The music is just background
The story is the words
But, man, if you don't grab them
You're story won't be heard

If the music doesn't grab you
You will not hear the words
If the music doesn't grab you
The story's never heard

cut the strings attached,
burn bridges between us,
paths never will cross again,
hide the tears and pain—

this my love,
the end we might—
to our love story,
i refuse to write

i missed the smell
of your velvet
cotton *******,
and when
my wet fingers
slowly—
gently
pulling it down—
your eyes
closed—
a little moan
escaping
from your breath

i love when it rains
in waning moonlight,
spending time
with you in bed;
tight hugs,
purple kisses,
legs apart—
getting wet

midnight skies,
insatiable emotions

found ourselves
in tangled arms

musings on
lust and love;

love is not a need
but a feeling

lust makes our love
more compelling