Clear off the bed
and come lie next to me
or lie with me
or crawl under these sheets
and die with me
or without
I'm used to it
but I could get used to this

Clear out your mind
and sink down low with me
or get high with me
or hold my hand
and lose some time with me
or without
I'm used to it
but I could get used to this

Clean up your act
and fall apart with me
or fall, apart from me
or fall, a part of me
and take some time to cry with me
or without
I'm used to it
but I could get used to this

Clean out your car
and run away with me
or run to me
or put it in reverse
and go back to the start with me
or without
I'm used to it
but I could get used to this

Cleanse your spirit
and embrace this pain with me
or brace for pain with me
or take a moment to put me back together
and just be with me, with me
or without
I'm used to it
but I could still get used to this

The bottom of this glass,
Has never been so clear,
Doused in so much thought,
Tells me what I fear.

The liquor tells it all,
Watch it now take wing,
And as they call my name,
I feel nothing.

And what would put me in denial,
To see a shining smile,
This is broken glass,
Tiny pieces. All is smashed.

If you could save us,
Slowly set me free.
The feeling hits my brain,
All is done in vain,

Behind this jester’s grin,
Reveals so many sins,
Pours whiskey in the jar,
This process starts again.

The creeping numb of autumn wind,
Chilled embrace of warmth’s rescind.
A future would complicate,
A cold blooded fate.

What should clarity ensue?
In the chill of morning dew.
Navigate the forlorn cloud.
Would you melt the frozen shroud?

A crushing wall of ashen grey,
Promise now in the breaking day,
Pleased to take the broken crown,
In sinking gloom looming down.

So would you step on solid ground?
Breaking twigs in subtle sound.
As amber waves break barren mounds,
The warming rays are lost and found.

I don't remember, any more,
The exact shape of your hands
As I held them in mine,
Caressed them,
Memorized the length of your fingers,
The depth of your calluses.

I don't remember, any more,
Exactly your height, how much
Taller than me
You were, where
My head rested on your chest
When you held me tightly close.

I don't remember, any more,
Your scent, when we lay together
Creating our own
Magic rhythm,
Matching our heartbeats as we
Touched the sky, together.

I don't remember, any more,
The sound of your voice, calling
My name as though
It were a song
Within itself, a precious treasure
You valued with all your being.

And I don't remember, any more,
The color of your eyes, the shape
Of your lips,
Only...
How your eyes crinkled at the corners
And your laugh, as you told me,

"I love you."