I do feel in another time.
The cultures of a life long past mine,
the voices long dead and the thoughts of those who once questioned the reason of living and the mystery of dying linger here where we think we rule.
I can breathe the same air, think the same thoughts...
Ghosts become ghosts and we carry the past in all our movements.

Every step we take may not be in the exact footprint as those who came before us, but they are in the same dirt.

You don't know me very well,
If you get to know me, only time will tell.

I caught your attention as I tripped over my feet,
How I wait in anticipation until we first meet.

A strum on my heartstrings, you hear the love sick notes near and far.
An angel in my presence, birthed from a star.

I feel like I've fallen through Heaven and Hell,
What a peaceful serenity my landing befell.

Then I slip into your indirect gaze,
All of a sudden my heart is ablaze.

Your presence sets my world instantly still,
Awkwardly tangled at the end of your reel.

Only to hold you when you tire,
Would ease the pain of my burning desire.

I give my heart to you as I sit, watch, and stare,
Because from my body it's willing to tear.

The foundations of my being are shaken,
My love I know more than ever, by you, I am taken.

I keep trying to wash away
The pain from my skin
But no matter how hard I scrub
The scars are still there

Red roses, red ribbons, and war.
I’ll fill you up and leave you wanting more.
White wine, white lies, and dust.
I’ll turn your “might” into a “must”.
Dark eyes, dark nights, and a game.
I’ll be the winner, you’ll bear the pain.
Clear head, clear heart, and hope
I’ll hang by your feet at the end of my rope.

You’ll dance on my fiddle,
and seek my acquittal,
as I stand, non-committal
and feed you love’s riddle.

One hit, one kiss, and a hook.
I’ll script the ending to your repeatable book.
Two more, too much, then again, more
I’ll be the curse you long to endure.
Three hopes, three ghosts, and a ****’s crow.
I’ll write the only truth you’ll choose to know.
For what? For whom? You’ll plead.
I’ll offer a reminder: you exist for me.

I’ll act as gravity,
a pull towards depravity,
and at the brink of insanity,
I’ll walk away, earth-shattering.