Fire. Orange flames waving towards the sky
with blue bellies and a hunger for havoc.

Split foot bottoms sprint, infinitely unable
to stop the annihilation swallowing whole
stained, splintered floorboards
that held sand-speckled toes,
extending high,
as embraced but separate never-lovers
kept thoughts of together
in the sky.

Gravel flickering from under heels;
might as well bounce into a void:
a place happy in its tornado-time.
Where sounds escape, return home;
abstract assurance: kind of alone.

White siding peels off
like a smoldering fingernail.
The roof holding heat
like the lid a *** kisses.

Her head halts,
with an ash blonde swoop
flailing by.
Staring and learning
the world is a skeleton dream.

Never knowing when it started.
Never knowing why.

My heart says run straight toward you at full speed
My brain says run the other way
I think my heart is winning

Now I lay me down to sleep with thoughts of you in my head, to keep me from loneliness. In the deepest part of my dreams I will hear your voice echo, across the mountains, and dancing upon the waves of the sea.

If I could stay in this moment with you I would do it if I could, stop time I would do it. If I could fly away with you I would, do it never looking back. My heart and soul belongs only to you.

These eyes of mine see no one other than you I would give you, the sun the moon and the stars. Body and souls belongs to only you. Now I lay me down to sleep in sadness but in happiness.

In the garden of life
We have flowers and treat them well
But in the end they always wither
So enjoy every drop watered
Each ray of sunshine
Each day
Every hour
Every second
Because as this flower withers
Only memories will remain