Oct 2013 Eryca
Duck

If you were the sky
Then I'd be the sea
And when you shined bright
It would reflect in me.
When you're at rest
Then I am steady.
If you wanna get rough
I'm always ready.
Past closing at the bars
If you show me the stars
I'll open right up
And cast them out far.
And on the darkest night
If you won't shine a light.
Then I'm silent alongside you
Until you feel right.
We'll meet at the horizon
Where lovers will stare
And wonder with passion
Why they can't meet there.
And you'll share me a kiss
As bright as two suns.
When they meet in the middle
I'll know the days done.
And I can tell that's your way of saying to me.
Goodnight my love.
If you were the sky and I were the sea.

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 Oct 2013 Eryca
Jene'e Patitucci

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

© 2012 Jene'e Patitucci
 Oct 2013 Eryca
Saira Ellyzabeth

I crave the storm.
I crave the thunder.
In the rain I feel reborn
No more pain.
I go under.
The trance it put's me in,
is like no other.
When the lighting shocks my mind,
temporarily removes the numb.
This way I can find,
something I had left behind.
I do not recommend too often looking back,
and getting lost in the past.
Storms are never meant to last.
Take deep breaths;
the calm comes next.
The darkness recedes,
then I'll feel clean.
Stillness becomes the trees;
with an occasional breeze.
The sky a silent gray.
No longer fading away.
If only I could leave with the storm.
Have a drought of my whereabouts.

Oh storm, how I adore,  
Just take me with you.
I'll sacrifice my form;
be no more.

— The End —