From the joyful movements of their flutter
To the stumbled words I can barely utter
The feeling of my chest rapidly sinking in
I stared, unable to stop myself from drinking in
the glorious sight that stood before me
Wondering whether us will ever come to be

I can barely keep them under control
Bouncing, soaring, emphasising their toll
Then he held on
And they playfully fluttered
Then he let out a laugh
And my eyes ever slightly watered
In that moment I silently pondered
Wondering whether us will ever come to be.

Jolly bubbly sweet Cassie
Come here my love, my lassie
My Cassie, so frail and fragile
She poses so she looks awhile
Her stern stares move mountains
Her sensual lips grow valleys
Dearest Cassie, little lassie
When was the last time I drank you in lastly?

I see your lips are drenched again in purple
What do I have to say for you to be careful
You venture out into the mountain and valleys
And throw caution into thin air
like you just don't care
Like you just don't want to care
You drown inside till  you start to coil
I take solace in this  inner turmoil
But it arouses me when I see that confusion
Plastered on your figure frame of delusion
Dearest Cassie, dearest lassie
I yearn to feel your stern look
And see your sensual lips once again

I can feel it in
The heat of his coldness
Thrusting into my soul more
Turning me over
Defiling me of my thoughts
Bending me over
Revealing my shame and faults
Why won't he kiss me?
Why won't he  touch me?

I can feel his distant weary eyes
Glancing at me
His raving manhood
Cutting me in half like sharp ice
Whilst emotionally ******* me
He dresses himself with empty sheets
Making sure he doesn't touch my feet
I can only see his back but I still feel him in

He fiddles with the shadows of my image
I realise he's giving me the cold shoulder
He doesn't kiss me he doesn't touch me
No more glances, no more pounces
He seems away with a ray of sunlight
That always touch his icy eyes dull
He dresses himself with empty sheets
That distances his body from my feet
In his comfort from his love
He arises from the bed
Dear God, I can feel him no more

She is overfilled with beautiful words
And pretty little lullabies
That sing when she hums rhyming notes
They flutter into the quiet darkness,
Those beautiful words and pretty lullabies
Alighting and showing the path
To lost little ones who have lost their path
Plain little ones with no faults
and in need of affection
Plain little ones who call her mama
Because she alone can put them to sleep
Peaceful blissful sleeps that never end
Those beautiful words and pretty lullabies
They do something to the plain ones with no faults
Because they never awake from their slumber
They silently scream, "mama!"
But she turns two deaf ears to them
She then turns the path and finds herself new ones
New plain ones with no faults to put to sleep

****** he wrote

He cut her open with words of affection
Words so sharp they gain attention
And as she laid down on the ground bleeding
She also murmured his words of destruction
That were clothed in sheep's clothing as affection
He wrote down them words between the pages
She stared up at him a stare that lasted ages
And when he saw her eyes holding so much meaning
As she laid down there bleeding and barely breathing,
He spit at her and told her she was special
And then she bled away from his beautiful words
That were clothed in sheep's clothing as affection
And after he had written down between them pages
He touched her open eyes a touch that lasted ages.

Feel you within
See you fill in
Enough with all them feelings
Do away all them peelings
No more sad
No more pity
Very little to add
To all but fifty
Free me from human emotions
Feel me for my ample notions
Forget all and your fussy lust
Even when you tire or combust
See me within
Feel me fill in
I know I'll fill me in
When I forget to feel

Spark in me embers of fire
Mark on me, you filthy liar
Arch my back, crack my bones
Let me hear above all my moans
My ugly soul scream our love

Dance with my tender emotions
I'll ignore my heart's revolutions
Use me but don't let me burn out
Because feeling that fire in me thrive
Is the only warmth that keeps me alive

Phantom

Long walks down the park
Deep stares, yet still in the dark
The awful feeling of loss
Of something that was never yours

Steep stares through the frame
Destructive thoughts, your mind they claim
Your desperate  search for connection
Eventually led to your  destruction
Can it be that is was all an illusion?
A silly game of the mind, a delusion?

With a  sudden jolt you awoke
Discovered that it was indeed a joke
Maybe this is how it was meant be
Maybe this is what you should try to heed
even when your heart sinks to the bottom
and your mind turns cold, like the autumn

Strength is what you need
Focus is what you should bleed
Put the unwanted aside
even that feeling and your pride
Especially that feeling
That dreadful feeling of loss
of something that was never yours.