To her, you are like an angel in her hell.
A goddess she only knows with words and videos.
A chipped smile she bears, fixed
She feels for you
Imitates your emotions on her keyboard
Laughs when you do
Frowns the same as you
Just because it makes her feel closer.
Miles and miles separate you but
You are close enough to touch.
She dreams about your movements.
Hopes for your words of acceptance.
You are the moon that brightens her dark nights
The sun that she depends on for life.
Your eyes keep her heart beating.
You are the wind beneath her wings,
The drug she uses to keep moving on.
Your smiles set her soul on fire with exuberance
Your lips make her hunger for more.
Each breath she takes sends you more love.

You are her everything, and nothing can break that.

I see the head
Atop the mirror
Nine tails out of ten
An exhale through tram
Steam
Red ******* up the dining room
Stairs colored bread

Not here
Not now
Theft knows
Not the proud
I am in love with the words

Feel the fingers itch
In Wait as time
Tries to peck at my skin
Like the Raven to roadkill
Laughing underneath
Black winged' beak
I am what I was born to be
Forever/Always/Fortuned to be Miss-fortuned
Destiny rapping on the doors of uninformed
Creative Productivity
A conveyor belt for our sins
Best Seller's and wine mules

I yawn
So to breathe
Feeding a mind
Whose only wish
Is to live
To continue
And to fold out
The creases

Glass atop tables
Conversation infused
Beer stains old rumors
A nod so the needy smoke
Wafts of  Freudian mistakes
Make-up for the dollops
Of misplaced rouge bright red
Mahogany & jet black purple;

The lie is not the fault, but
The natural fear

Of truth.