Last night I had this dream
A dream engrained in my mind
I dreamed about you girl
I finally saw you again
After all these years
Spinning you around
As we danced on the streets
Kissing your soft lips
Seeing your beautiful smile
Holding you close
As I once used to
A dream showing me
What we once had
What will never be the same
A thorn inside
Piercing my heart
Sharp pain
Bittersweet memories...

It's been three years
There is no doubt
Our stressed mind clears
Love is running out

I loved you dear
I really did
But now I fear
Come here and sit

Lets talk about how it was
And talk about what it will be
What has been the cause
That came between you and me

I can't be with you, I'm unable to stay
Pretending there's love is becoming too hard
Day by day
We're drifting apart

Now that you know
How I truly feel
We should let go
And let time pass to heal

I want to thank you
For all the love you gave
There is nothing that I could do
I will treasure this time and keep it safe

When a heart shatters
And you glue it back together
Piece by piece
It will never be the same
No matter how hard you try
Visible cracks are left behind

Her eyes were yellow love
when she walked away.
Her pearl skin, thousand count;
so taut, smother ***** pound --
the steps beyond thought process
sullen, floundering less and less...

And when she becomes real again,
the hollowness, whatevered wan.
Broken, broken: he loves you
without any soul.

A ***** hybrid clouded his voice;
a southern drawl
and Midwestern daydream.
Mutt to himself, a fire to others,
a redundant reverie about a home
-- any home --
with pictures of bloodletting,
forgetting mothers, Adidas clad feet
belonging to hooded killers.

His hands sway in church
but his soul doesn't.
No belief in either concept:
God or soul.
Annoyed with the Christian claim
that one needs the other.
He speaks a voice that echoes,
then evolves into a rarity
too tame to flounder and fight,
too wild to sit and stare.