Do you hate the face you see?
Or think back over the times,
You saw a different face,
When these eyes held terrible lies,

Do you resent the times you said,
The things that slipped from your tongue?
Or do you think of those words with intrigue,
And wonder if you had always known but refused to believe?

Do you think back to the times in your head?
The times you wished you could unravel,
Spill your desires upon the sheets
As your mind climbed into 'my' bed,

Do you see my face with anger?
Or with pity? Or disgust?
Do you see my face at all?
Or is it buried deep 'neath the past?

In silence I wait for what is real,

Watching the wandering souls,
                                                         Their home on the streets,

Urgency speaks nothing but lies,
How quickly I forget,
All that is meaningless,


Failing to grasp what slips through my fingers,
Content to live with unrest,

Restless for what is next.

~LC~

There beneath the blood stained clouds,
Red eyes are fast burnt out,
Searching somewhere below the ashes,
For the life that was longed to live,

Every day He wakes,
Staring at the back of Her face,
Every day He wishes,
There was nothing in the way,

Somewhere beneath the first layer,
Close to the weight He bares,
Is home to a love once owned,
Still showing signs of life,

Every day He wakes,
Filled with the empty pain,
Every day He hides it,
Knowing no other way,

Until the day he He lies and rests,
Here in The Bone Yard's hold,
Beneath the ashes of my love,
He will learn the other way.

~LC~

Is it the artist or the art,
That defines the contents of the heart?

~LC~

I spent a lifetime,
Sorting through this tangled mind,
Taking out all the memories,
Trapped inside.*

~LC~

Beside my wilted body,
lie,
Whisper you could love me,
still,
Pull your tired bones from,
mine,
Dress up your unsettled,
heart,

Leave me here alone,
again,
Tell me you'll be back once,
more,
Did you tell yourself,
why,
I give you what she,  
can't,

Leave me here again,
It happens,
So many times.

~LC~

It creeps up,
Silently,
At first you think you have control,
But then the flame burns,
And you can't control passion,

I think I'm addicted,

Not to a substance,
It's not like you assume it to be,
Not a substance like liquid or powder,
Nothing is that simple for me.

Addicted to the ache,
The ethereal beauty of you,
Such a delicate warmth,
That crept up on me,

Blind to potential,
The foreboding,
Now I am burning in the fire,
Trepidation set sail,

Addicted to a person,
A person who longs to be set free,
Time is a healer,
I pray it will heal me.

~LC~

As long as I love you....
There will be stars in the skies,
There will be turning tides,

As long as I love you....
There will be birds in the trees,
And your kiss will bring me to my knees,

As long as I love you....
I promise it will never end,
Or this poem I will have never have penned.

~LC~

The day the words spilled from your lips,
I believed we had it made,
The day we wrote the scripts,
My life before I would have trade,
And now I know it's ended,
It is all falling down over my head,
Your kisses were nothing but splendid,
Oh well! I guess that's enough said,
But I still need you,
Love with you was natural and real,
Without you my life is a grey and blue,
Before you now I kneel,
Begging you please,
But my words get lost on the breeze.

~LC~

We all fall in love sometimes,
Spill words of our love in funny rhymes,
Skipping through life having a ball,
Then there's the god awful downfall,
Sometimes life gives you lemons and limes.


~LC~

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Love rains down on us,
Romantic heart bleeds for thee,
Is it really meant ?


~LC~