Burn through me like gold dust
salute my bruised heart,
through the window of my chest
Beating so slowly  
you'd be surprised that it can move at all,
Muscles contracting so tense
Im a trooper, battery powered assault class fighter
Punching above my weight so carelessly
you ******* alive
arrogant ecstasy  unravels in me ,
twirling pirouettes spit in spats  of profanity,  
give me a little more,  your not just some little *****
your a cowboy on a pirate ship whos plunging into war
head of the armada charge strait for my heart
your ambition is not lost in the fight
and though your overwhelmed with all the might  of my baggage
you spin next to me in fits of glee,
as i carry you to our carrige
fall in love with me my dear
no longer will you have to fear
your skin isnt so tight when you wear it loosely,
come hold me closer
So i can slip you out of your comfort zone

I wish I could write myself into your life
Erase the suffering, the strife.
Maybe when I learn to write
with an eraser,
I won't have to scratch out my mistakes

Yell a  little louder, I dare you
Your heart is a megaphone set to loud let it bleat its message
to  the crows and crowds alike

Your mind is a violin, sitting like porcelain  in a satin palace
Singing a somber tone to its audience of no one,
so alone.

Your spirit is a caged stalion
ready to rare, flash its teeth, grip its hind legs and stare

But in my arms you are  a puppet
so warm and soft
I have trouble believing how much you must cost

because the wears you fetch and sell have amassed no fortune
and the hearts you keep in jars have long since stopped beating

move on with me,
skip town, come dance around
free as yetis,
and just as likely to exist,

my presence unkown to you now
will be the dowry on which our lives will finnally start
And in your eyes, I might finnaly exist

Broken poets and Broken pens never think to scribble again
-*LG