You are the rainbow, living in disguise
In shades of grey, between black and white.

When you shine through me,
It disperses all colors of you,
Like I am the prism waiting for you.

You see, not all can see
How pretty you are from within,
And all I do is stand amazed
By colors of you in all shades but grey.

I'll come to you on bended knee
Asking you to marry me
In my front pocket will be the ring
While from behind the choir will sing

Then to you I'll hold out my hand
Taking yours into it and
Slipping on your finger the golden band
Committing my love for you to always last

We'll find a cottage by the sea
Where our love will never leave
As it blooms into a family
Where all we'll have is all we'll need

As our love grows from young to old
We'll sit back to its stories told
With the fact there's still more to know
As our love continues to grow

And all because of this bended knee
When I asked you to marry me
Where my front pocket held the marriage ring
While from behind the choir did sing

The moon shines a cool blue tonight
as we entwine our fingers, laying on the baseball field
beneath diamond heavens. We lie
in silence, in the moments when the Universe reveals
itself, and contemplate the distances between one celestial body to
another, the space between
us growing as I turn south
to find Orion while you seek Cassiopeia in the north.

Shooting stars cross the sky, and we wish separately on dead
stars and dead dreams, lights already grown red and extinguished
as we whisper in the dark, passing
between phases.

And in the end we're all left searching.

Am I the only one that has their demons feasting upon their souls?
They say it is easy to tie a noose around your mind,
To overcome the urges and temptations of ending your life with a suicide
They don't know the true pain and torment that is going on in my head
An epic battle that leaves me with restless nights in bed
"End your life already" they say, as they prey on me during my weakest hours
Sometimes I give into the voices, carrying the sharp blade to my wrist
Crying as I struggle to mutter three powerful words that keeps me going
Choking on my sobs, my lungs deflate with a desire to say that God loves me
I try to convince myself that God is trying to test my faith
And to just wait, wait and wait
Then my Demons will eventually go AWAY.....



~Imperfect Desire **

unscrupulous universe
     steeped in illusion and so
     electrifiedcrazy
with
infernal edges chafed
     against tinfoil stars
     bent and
     broken.
they make believe that they are beautiful.

unscrupulous people
     sharply disillusioned and so
     upandoutwild
with
rough edges filed smooth
     with makeup and glam
     but they're still
     bent and
     broken.
they make believe that they are beautiful.

understated words
     creating an illusion and so
     slipperysilverfleeting
with
dark corners coming
     alive under the
     pretense of fiction
     bent but not
     broken.
they know that they are beautiful.

Winter cold it's time to leave
Your marching orders you've received
It's time to move and let in Spring
As the bird begin to sing

The bright yellow Sun starts to shine
With March standing by its side
Bringing on a whole new life
In the turning of the tide

Fresh breath of new air here to breathe
As Winter winds do concede
Pack your bags it's time to leave
As March comes in to fill its needs