like bubble gum,
the sugar was gone
far too soon
and when the flavor left
you did too.
spit me out
tired and bored
you pursue other candy.

You look like you could use a drink
Heavy pour of whiskey as you sit down and think
Seems your mind is on the brink
While all the other ships around you sink

High tides and heavy goodbyes
I can see the emptiness in your eyes
Stick around longer, we can all get high
Our minds are destined for the sky

Familiar faces now enter the space
You forget why you were in such a dark place
Add a splash from the tap just in case
Makes it all easier to chase

The window is open so don't sit around
The breeze will help push you when your ships run aground
The laughter in the air is an uplifting sound
Seems what you're searching for has finally been found

-AJT

They said,
"The most beautiful art is
looking into someone's eyes
when they talk about the
things they love."
And I said,
"Or looking at someone you love.
Or maybe, just maybe,
by looking at the mirror
is the most beautiful art
anyone should appreciate."

The poet lives two lives.
One on the outside,
And one in their mind.

When you look in their eyes
You could see an abyss.

If you looked long enough
You could sink into it.

But most people don’t see it.

Take the time to read the words, though,
And you would know for sure.

The poet lives in two different worlds.

I used to read your poems
but lately you don't write
you're silent and aloof
you know that isn't right.
You can't close a door once opened
you can't abolish all your dreams
you're a poet of the heart
mustn't fall apart at the seams.
Say what you can in words
they speak the message true
spoken from the heart
the poems will see you through.
A hermit's not your style
a recluse, you are not
never give up writing
of things that you've been taught.
I used to read your poems
I'd read them once again
if you would send them out
(this one's from a poet friend)

I see the lights through the window
Forming shapes in your ceiling
We lie in bed and you look at me
You don't say what you are thinking
But you smile and get closer.

I hear the traffic through my window
Keeping me awake till late at night
Too late to say what I was thinking
That time I wanted to stay
But left anyway.

The real gold
Doesn't come cheap
The real gold
Couldn't be harder to find
The real gold
Is what you choose it to be
The real gold
Is neither normal nor weird
The real gold
Is within
The real gold
Has to be dug up
The real gold
Is found with trust built up
The real gold
Rarely lies
The real gold
Tells all
The real gold
Has no shame
The real gold
Seldom hides
The real gold
Still cries
The real gold
Yet wakes up in happiness
The real gold
Does not need loving to show love
The real gold
Remain friends
The real gold
Is a pillar
The real gold
Destroys none
The real gold
Creates many
The real gold
After a lifetime achieved
Or found on first glance
May it stay