You were a 'Star' even back then.
The light from your eyes brightened
my days and all we had was time.

Too young, dumb and blind, I was,
to know for certain.
But deep down, a part of me could
tell that you would one day rise to
decorate the sky.

Now, the World orbits around 'you'.  
As well it should.
I still miss the times when
we were young
and you were mine.
Strumming your tunes
and making 'em rhyme.
No back up,
no stadiums,
just that sweet voice
humming new lines
into the Summer night.

Jealousy's wicked symphony
fills my mind as your blue eyes
gaze at me from the covers at
the checkout line.
Such is the fate of young lovers
who started as friends, until one
rises high and the other descends.

Oh, well.

You've earned the World's love
just as you won mine so long ago.
I hope you miss me too,  even
though I will always miss you
just a little more.

~~~

Another Sunday.
Opening the empty space.
What shall it be
On the last day of everything?

Start in the upright,
Twirl to the melody,
Wearing down old soles
To the heels of memory.

Nausea of routine,
Waning appeals unvoiced.
Visions thickening,
Melodies reduced to noise.

   An empty space to fill.
   What shall it be?
   Towards the last day of everything,
   Withering out of mortal shackles
   In emptiness,...freed

~~~

And I will rise again.

Eat the Fruit.

But I rather taste the bitterness of ignorance than sweet knowledge you promise

Eat the Fruit

But, when I read those lips I see malicious intent not the concern you softly present

Eat The Fruit

But

I wish I could do it over again.

Unto you, my only love, I bestow pearls laced with spider's silk.

I see you there in all your beauty.
I wonder if you even know I exist.
You're smile brings happiness to my heart.
Light to my eyes.
I indulge the fantasy that you'll see me in a different way.
You'll know how much I care and mimic that.
It's challenging to turn an unrequited love to a love undeterred.
If you'd give me one chance, I would prove...
That the greatest thing you'll ever learn,
is just to love and be loved in return.

I should have been there,
to talk you out of it
but instead I wasn't and
you did what you regret
I should have been there
this mistake i will not forget
how can i earn forgiveness
for not talking someone
out of taking a blade to
their precious skin.