I cannot fathom
the depth
of your love
for me

Lay your hands on me
heal my inner scars
that I may know your touch
and feel your love...

Lay your hands on me
read my auras pain
that I may know the feel
of one whom cares...

Lay your hands on me
touch deeper than skin
that I may know the depth
you understand...

Lay my hands on you
cradling your  sweet smile
that I may know the taste
of such warm lips...

Lay my hands on you
pulling you closer
that I may know the warmth
of your body...

Lay your hand in mine
hold tight forever
that I may know for sure
I really touched you.

rainbows caught
in muddy puddles
makes the children smile.

I am
the ******* child
of
insomnia
and mental illness

I wore such armour black as night
no light could penertrate,
reflecting beauty from my sight
and holding in the hate.

My helmet blinkered sleepless eyes
and made my screams unheard,
the visor welded shut with lies
my agony unshared.

My shield held all help at bay
and let nobody close,
keeping my soul in dissaray
as every thought morose.

My sword was tempered from my pain
with decorated hilt,
engraved with symbols of distain
and unforgiven guilt.

My horse was black with fiery mane
his hooves were polished steel,
his brand was one of love unlain
a heart that could not feel.

So bare me well and here me now
this armour could be yours,
if you don't find the light somehow
and learn to heal your scars.



Depression suits me well

love is a
               chemical reaction

                          When                
                  two lonely hearts


                         Collide

The Darkness bares it's blackened teeth
consuming me
swollowimg me whole
into the belly of the beast,
naked truths
skinny dip within the stagnant
waters of my tears
laughing in inaudible silence
mocking me.
My fingers scrabble in the mildew of my existence
disturbing memories
from long forgotten shelves,
flesh thinly bound their broken spines
a voice says open me for I am hope
as I Pandoras surragate ******* child comply.
For here in the absence of light
is truth
leather bound...
held close to my breast my heart
a symbolic shield,
this promise could be anything from pornogrophy to poetry
but yet tonight
pulling the covers tight
it is my Bible
for yea though I walk in the valley of death
I will fear no evil, for thou art my rod and staff, thou comfort me...

as I Regain the paradise Milton once lost
when his eyes too blinded
saw the beauty of the Lord.

Hush...

spoil not this moment
                                       with the need of words

breath soft upon the pause twixt

                   Laughing
                        and
                    Kissing.

Hold fast and stay your hand
                                                    simply feel me

Here

        within your heart

beating in rhythm with the night.

Wait just a while longer
let the longing overwhelm you

as my lips yet in silence bring you answers

                in one sweet kiss

hush

listen

and hear my words
          unvocalised yet spoken


impressed upon your lips



                FOREVER.

When the fates seem set against you
and times not on your side,
it's time to take a moment
and let the whole world slide.

Cause if we can't find time for love
or just to cuddle tight,
then we may as well give in
and bid the world goodnight.

So take a breath and pause my dear
hold me within your heart,
for this at least my darling
is a good place to start.

Torn lovers meet once every night
yet never as one in heavens sight

Orphillia  -

Hast thou no words of comfort now
to ease my troubled heart to rest
to take from me my fevered brow
and deep set ache of risen breast

My soul cries out for one as he
that from my sight is absent made
as futile need and want set free
in rivulets of tears cascade

For such am I of royal birth
of noble stock and silver spoon
and yet my heart attains not worth
when his and mine beat out of tune

....

Tacio

I dare not speak for fear she hears
the trembling of my muted tongue
that I wouldst taste those wasted tears
that from her eyes unjustly wrung

I beg the shadows let me hide
lest I were seen and thought unkind
watching her pain that wounds my pride
knowing that love is not so blind

For I a common fellow born
of lowly stock from country folk
am bound a bondsman here this morn
by words I am afraid unspoke

.....

Be careful you said
beware
and yet the curtains drawn
he's there..

I saw you both laughing
and sighed
heard the hidden meanings
and cried...

I wanted to say I missed you
I tried
you said you'd be careful
you lied.

She rises from the sea...

my Venus arisen

her suit wet and clinging
her curves pronounced,

no bond girl
ever left a man as shaken as I...

as she sways
slicking back her hair

smiling.

The sun kissed skin
glistening
as shades slide over a hundred
hungry eyes

pretending not to see.

But I see

and smile

as she is mine and mine alone

my Venus arisen.

What sick twist
of fates cruel knife...
could show me love beyond my grasp
and nightly
taunt my fevered soul
with
her sweet kiss and image fair.

What evil
here beneath this sun...
could ****
my eyes my heart
my love
for love of one beyond compare.

Then give me hell
and punish me
flay my skin and burn my bone
but first
one kiss
of her rose lips
the sin for which I must atone.

One touch would set the stars aflame
and rend
the veil that
blinds thine eyes
and gives
my heart the stolen wings
from kisses born
of butterflies.

You have the only key
to my heart...

safely hidden in your eyes.

It rests there
amongst
the hopes and dreams
we share with no one
but ourselves.

With a whisper and a prayer
a promise and a wanting
you guard it...

safe behind your smile

and soft upon your hand
a space
reserved for me
to fashion from my heart
a ring of gold.

She spoke so sweetly without ever speaking a single syllable

and my heart heard her without ears and hence rejoiced.

I misjudged the fall and broke more than my legs

Thy breath
my balm on fevered brow
when er' night terrors
chase me from my sleep
and I am cradled in your arms
a frightened child once more
and there in that solemn
solitary kiss
the ****** of all that ails
my troubled mind
and in those three words
is comfort found


youre safe now

Laying here alone
upon a bed
of unread poetry...

inkstained fingers
smudge my eyes
and
taint my lips.

I scream in exclamation marks!

If only one line
one word
could describe my need
of you
would I even know it...

want...no

desire...not even close

Forever...forever tastes right upon my tongue

if only
if only

If only that one word could be ours

would I write no more.