You shadow there,
      You know what,
             There is sufferings in my heart,
So, i am breathing hard, and harder,
     So as to make the invisible aching...
            Less harder, Good Night

      [Sigh]

I came and I came all over the place and frothy split lips are now blue
with all and my without I scream at you.
Go!

To the corner store we went to buy pencils and scrap book glue and I folded the papers I mended into failed attempts at flightless airplanes.
still Go!

I know that I can't love you right but I do care how it breaks you and I stay because its clean. Nothing is sharp here, not even my tongue dulled from months wasted into years.
so Climb!

Out of immediate danger but into eventual peril I seek lost dark waves of useless swagger like some kind of slim slick slatter word forever ****** but not to much
Don't!

End this calmly with the turn of a page and a tiny thin glass shard
because I love her

She dresses in paisley
Wishes on daisies
Falls asleep to the televisions glow

Drinks Calamine tea
The tea she believes
Brings about memories only she knows

Wears perfume on her finger tips
So when she points it smells like this
Lavender with a hint of ginger

She has a yellow bird that talks
A pink and purple frog
She dresses in mink come winter

Her shoe leather is patent
The only way she will have them
Her tribute to the 70's

She herself is a secret
Hoping that she can keep it
As she floats across the seven seas

Beauty of my life
Sweetness of my heart
Reflection of my desires and lust
My soul and body can only do one thing when it comes to you
Adored, Adore and still Adoring
Every inch of you
Beauty in my eyes
keep on being this tenderness
Which warms the winter of my soul
Which lights the chimney of my body
You give me all that is good, peaceful and self-contained
You the reflection of my happiness
My white Spring Rose
My ocean is in your eyes
May this Love, be Love, Love, and a Lightening love

I'm tired of waiting -
waiting for the person who will take my hand when they see my downcast eyes and my bated breath.

I'm tired of waiting -
waiting for the person who will kiss me until I'm breathless, breathless with rebirth and filled with an ache for more.

I'm tired of waiting -
waiting for that person who will soothe the ache with three words.
I love you.

There's so much love that I have to give,
and the person I want to give it to most - isn't here.
I'm a patient person, I swear I am. But -
I don't want to spend my days and nights waiting anymore.

Who are you?
Who are you?
My God,
Who are you?

Are your silent words
The only thing I hear?

Why did you make man out of clay?
If you knew that somewhere, someday,
They would become evil?
They would become evil?

Why did you give man such free will?
If you knew that our hearts would fill,
Their ownselves with evil?
Their ownselves with evil?

And if you have pow'r, why not fight?
If you knew they'd bend by the light?
The dark demonic evil?
The dark demonic evil?

Who are you?
Who are you?
My God,
Who are you?

Are your silent words
The only thing I hear?