Warm against this man
As the only sound is that rattling fan
White noise she said, as she slumbers
One arm, one leg, her beatiful head
Draped over a man so in love.
To lay against this woman is a gift.
Never been so content, just to feel
Her breaths, tickle prefect
Music,  as I gently kiss her head.
To lay against is a gift

no protection  if  unwanted wants,
My head  appreciates numb moments
in time as all shall, passes
This personal hell felt.
Lights and sounds feel focused
Aimed true, rare are close calls.
Near misses none tooFrequent
these siege like afflictions.
To sum my remedy,
my blissful Leave,
to be, know,
No more episodes
agony within.
Contentment, and more time
in which colors, laughter, living exist.
No pain Fills This mind,
I can take part in,  miss less,
Hurt less.


A perfect day is...
Free of cadence,
No commitment to agony.
Too true, my remedy numbs,
completely, when dedicated.
To be is to take part,
costs one's importance's
time, cherished connections.

□ Go upon an immediate realization
□ That a life with you is to learn to live with me
□ I don't am high for selfish reasons I hide, even if I know what it must be like,
□ Beaten up twice, sealed up too tight
□ All I'm failing to ask is,  I won't make it this third time baby
□ You can break me so much worse,
□ Meaning just a fraction of my life lived without,  the purpose that you give me, cause you are just like a midnight sentence pardon and if only just accepted, didn't find out if I go up or I go down?

Meaning just a fraction of my life lived without,  the purpose that you give me, cause you are just like a midnight sentence pardon and if only just accepted, didn't find out if I go up or I go down?

Owning only stolen air,
I function, uniquely
To gently own the unseen
Felt feelings, I look to master,
The tiniest remnants,  tattered
Torn and misappropriation rule
Fantastic forbidden fragment
Fall into hell, held, unshared
No podium,...
no  speaker,...
nor a crowd, of any sorts stirring
Aggitating,  aggrieved masses
slaves in their blissless mindset

'I've never known the right words.'
Says the man.

'But,  I have so eagerly waited? '
My voice doing little to hide my hurt.

' will you try? '

O'  to describe, that silence...

Put in words, that look...
found behind proud eyes,  

As a man of greatness stared,
quietly into the distance.
To the cushion of memory
As it truly Curbs the bite
And burning acceptance,
failing,  if it be so easy?

It certainly startled, that rabbit...
Feels it i'I've never known the right words.'
Says the man.

'But,  I have so eagerly waited? '
My voice doing little to hide my hurt.
' will you try? '

O'  to describe that silence...
Put in words that look...
found behind proud eyes,  
As a man of greatness stared,
Into distance, was lost
And that startled rabbit
Feels it wrongly is hunted.
What words could one say?
To fall so completely,
Board eyes such as mines hunted.
What words could one say?
To fall so completely,
Board eyes such as mine

There she is,  with two of me
Yes,  two...
They are going to fight
Like they always do...
Will i be understanding?
Caring and gentle with my words?
Or will I bring more unwanted unstoppable, jagged hours of separation...
No calls, texts, off of the grid
that's close and adds fuel to her uneasiness, she doesn't need this
More than half sees and all of me hates
The waits I put her through.

'I've never known the right words.'
Says the man.

'But,  I have so eagerly waited? '
My voice doing little to hide my hurt.
' will you try? '

O'  to describe that silence...
Put in words that look...
found behind proud eyes,  
As a man of greatness stared,
quietly into the distance.
To the cushion of memory
..  
The startled rabbit. The prey that feels it is hunted.