I've experienced lost, heartbreaks, and pain.
Some of what I can't explain.
I lost a friend or two, those suttle hearts that just wouldn't glue. Painful things I did to myself, that other people just couldn't help.
My conscience has come and gone. My life has just become one big song. The ones about teens who are in trouble, or the love that's lost in doubles.
If I can turn back time I wish I could cause i'd stop me from being born I would.
Cause this world is way to cold, to live with no one to hold.
This world's not much to live, if everyone's here but there's no one to give.

I met her.
A silver tongue.
Driving Dads Silverado
through the danky dirt roads of little Silverton.

Thin throat swallowing
it's gum.
Pouting come and play come and play

Seductive hopeless
Cracked hips
Seamless lips

Whispering
"Don't you know that all we have is today?"

Well, don't you say.
Let's not waste any time staring,
high into the sky.
Eyes growing dry,
dry wind gusts with a flutter.

"Did I stutter?"
...
"Follow me this way,
look through these shutters."

I will keep you cold

I will peak,
shattering all molds.
Pity don't give up,
be bold!

I will keep you cold

For all she had seen there was nothing as serene
the subtle drift of grass in vibrant shades of green

the early morning sun provides a delicate gloom
yellow and white daffodils frolic in full elegant bloom

she spots a cosy oak bench
and her thirst she begins to quench

prudently she sips her coffee
smiling , she makes a start to devour her Turkish toffee

moments like this she loves to savoir
when the world seems to spin in her favor

When in the middle of the night, he pulls me closer to his chest as he sleeps, wrapping his arm around my waist.
How I feel butterfly kisses grazing my neck in the early hours of the morning.
Some mornings, I awake to a racket coming from downstairs, and I smile knowingly, smelling coffee.
Or when he wakes up in the morning to get ready, I wake up not long after, and I cuddle more into the sheets, breathing in his cologne.
After we make love, he holds me in his arms, stroking my hair, while kissing my forehead, and I soon drift off to sleep.
But the one moment I love experiencing with him is when we lock eyes with each other and he stares at me as if I'm the only one in the room.