a breeze through your hair,
to untangle long term knots,
sunset shine falls across your face,
grass tickles legs,
the brightest stars begin to appear,
they show above branches that line paths away from home.

we share a soul,
give our heart,
no distance,
will hold us apart.

I'll travel the dotted lines,
follow your veins,
the miles between,
shall never refrain.

I'll kiss you, caress you,
my arms stretch wide,
my passion for you,
not something to hide.

wear our rings,
gold silver bands,
never ending circles,
linking our hands.

your touch, your touch,
I need it so,
my partner for life,
I know, I know.

I wear silver charms,
And carry locks of heather,
In the hope
All will fall together.

I cross my fingers,
Beg and plead
Hoping my angel
Will pay heed.

Avoid pavement cracks,
Opening parasols inside,
But with all these cautions,
The devil on my back still does deride.

My fingers have been broken,
sterling charms lost,
But still in time I beg,
All this shall be forgot.

I'm swimming,
wading through in my breath,
a sail ship at the back of my throat,
the sails tickling,
making me boke,

the waves, the waves,
they just keep coming,
dirtying me with their salty grit,

creeping creeping,
into my lungs,
hush,
be quiet,
my little one.

I'm tired of missed calls
Undelivered texts,
Removing digital evidence
Of an ex.

Typing '****' when
longing to howl
Pressing like, acting,
you're on the prowl.

Weary of condensing my
message
To just on small
passage.

Tap it all out,
Just to backspace,
like what you need to express,
Is a plain old waste.

Look up from your paper thin,
Retina display,
Don't let technology
Get in the way.

Take chances, soar
ignore the device
that makes your life
so impure.

Throw away the shackles,
Reconcile,
Cry on shoulders,
Whisper, wander for hours,
Whatever you do,
Ignore the iPhone's powers.

Love love love,
And don't feel bad,
For not getting a text back,
Is not the worst pain you've had.

Be truly elated, this time
don't pretend
put down your mobile,
As for now, in this moment.
Technology needs to end.

my hands are webs that let the spiders creep in,
my legs roots for the ground,
a human body is not all I am.

I anchor myself,
yet roll with the tide.

yet I still need you by my side.

I'm going to the city tomorrow,
where I will wander,
and dream,
and long for things to come,
eat bread I wouldn't otherwise eat,
feel the warmth of the glow on my face,
strolling carelessly,
a child once more at Disney,
nervous again as I add unfamiliar currency,
lost, but the nice kind,
talking to people in all the right ways,
falling more in love,
and hoping more than I ever have.

I'm alone in my garden,
sat by the apple tree,
and I reflect on how happy you make me.

It's an emotion I haven't yet managed to adapt,
it's something that came in a rush,
thoughts about you turn my cheeks to blush.

you're my sap that leaks from the trees,
glowing and my source energy,
you mean more than anything to me.

to me you're more important than the sun,
I would hold my breath for you,
and I often wonder if you would do that for me too.

We're toe to toe,
Nowhere to go.
Pale cheeks,
On dirtied sheets.
I tell you all you mean to me
Bodies fold like origami,
Your sticky skin
And jagged chin,
Cling against
The strewn night dress,
Grasp the seconds,
in you Palm,
Feel them clot in your bloodstream,
Think of me,
When the world is
Mean

The buildings stand high like mountains,
except more defined,
countless floors down,
I stand, blind.

The cars creep past,
a continuous stream,
whilst I wait to cross,
forever it seems.

Times square shines bright,
but all I see,
is the homeless man,
made bed next to me.

I stand in my anorak,
curly hair holding the smell,
how long shall I stay?
only time will tell.

I jangle my few cents,
in my trouser pocket,
I repeat the name,
as if I forgot it.

I left all I knew,
just for you,

my little English home,
and exquisite British tea,
all for you to fall in love with me.

I stick out like a strand of grey hair,
among all the hustle,
of times square.

You're my heart body and soul,
The four strings to my rock n roll.

The bandana that is stuck in my hair,
You're what I take everywhere.

The thud in my temple,
Making my life simple.

The warmth in my hand,
You give me more than just a One
Man
Band.

You drink green tea,
But smoke cigarettes.

You gamble your life on unthought bets,
And throw litter to the floor of the sea.

pollute souls and steal hearts,
Gulp spirits every night.

Reject the one whom's willing to
play the part,
So dark you engulf light.

Drink coffee after brushing with mint,
Lie with one leg out,

Let your pockets collect lint,
You're a selfish lout.

I long for the breeze in my hair,
When I pull the roof down,

For the grip of the wheel
in my two hands.

Ten to two, ten to two,
Accelerate and clutch.

To glide along the roads,
That my feet extensions touch.

To be free, and let loose,
The roads, not my noose.

The cold Tarmac a staircase,
To the rest of my life,

The freedom, the beauty,
For it all to be yours truly's.

The world my very own clam.

Four passengers packed in the back,
Or a precious one
riding shotgun,

music will blast,
The lyrics will last,
In the tranquilly stifling air

I shall;
Chase the sun,
And admire the moon.

My travelling days can't come too soon,

Why do you crave another girls attention when you have all of mine?
why do you not see the care and passion in my eyes?
the fire in my heart,
desire in my soul.
how am I not enough?
I will never fulfill you're being,
you will always search for more,
but this is all I'll ever be,
and I don't believe I am what you long for.

you lavish like silk,
velvet to my cheek,
your body an oyster,
holding my pearl.

creased sheets,
clingy skin,
sticking like a love note,
magnet,
knotted string.

cool cool breeze,
blowing our candles,
hold on tight,
grip to my handles.

tangle you with lace,
our poses in memory foam,
our hands clamped together,
how could I feel alone?

I'll always be the person that says how I feel,
I message you at 6am telling you I'm afraid you're not mine,
I'll text you at 5 saying how bad I want you before I'm out of time,
I'll tell you to kiss me harder and longer and rougher,
hold my back and tangle my hair,
tell you I need you and I long for you more each day,
say that I miss you if you go away,
tell you your best features
and how I adore your little quirks,
all because I'm afraid
If I don't say it now
when will I be able?
for tomorrow I could fall into a train track
or a car run me over
and you will never know . . .

As the dark closes in,
So do my eyes,
As the blanket covers,
Unveiled are the lies.

The glove of twilight envelopes,
Giving a subtle heat,
These long winter nights
However make me weep.

The curtains are pulled,
The blinds are shut,
And inside the turmoil
I'm stuck in a rut.

The blanket of cold,
Starts to pull back,
We begin to wake,
The shriveled thoughts. Attack.

These streetlight, fog evenings,
The moment the switch is off,
Nothing is enough.

I know you're busy
and time isn't on your side
but I do wonder
I often wonder why,
why you can't just dial my number,
or send a rushed message as you dress,
how I'm always the one who gives a larger portion
of my heart.

we believe in quotes,
and passages from books,
lyrics from hurt singers,
and verses by troubled souls,
we believe in little reassurances that help us realise,
although alone,
this exact feeling has been dealt with a million and one times previously.

All I strive to be
Is a perfect puzzle
With every last piece

so long my lover,
I'm through with all this,
leave me alone,
I want silenced bliss,

for everything to stop,
and nothing to go on,
my heart to no longer drop,
the thought of you to bring shame.

so long my lover,
eternal is what I longed for us to be,
but that was true for me to you,
but not from you to me.

sore throat and dreary lungs,
I suffer the pain of carrying on,
heavy like a load on my spine,
the weight that has filled my busy mind.

I refrain from sleeping,
not because I don't want to rest,
not because I don't long to relax,
but because I dread the empty space between consciousness
and slumbering bliss.

the moments where I evaluate
every single wrong,
relationship,
reasons to be turned off,
and the lengthy time that lies ahead,
how I get from here to there,
and the way tomorrow will flow.

My legs itch against,
The peeling paint pine,
As I sit in the cold out-back.

The garden's in gloom,
Gone is the moon,
But here hovers dew tears.

Soft purrs and bird caws,
Rustling trees
fill the empty space.

Cracks of warm glow,
Glisten like fresh snow,
On the harsh crazy-paved ground.

The air is so still,
The moments do as they will,
As I clutch a cool brew in tight grasp.

Hair is a blanket,
I want to thank it
and all the little I have.

As the floating time,
Rising flame,
Song of the wildlife around.

Keep in harmony,
Perfect choir,
Making the mourning seconds sound.

I love you more than gentle rain,
to clutch you more than jabbing chest pain.

move with you like time with the elements,
you eternally in my presence.

to care for you more than the last flower,
for your touch to empower,

the sun to be your pigment,
whilst I just stay a tiny fragment.

never will I fall in love again
I murmured,
how do you know?
he pondered
because you are my first
I touched his wrist
he looked down to follow my fingers
my deepest
my longest
my forever
naive yes
young, okay.
but believe me
I have you
and I am yours
for as long as this eternal bond lasts
I will remain infatuated
compelled, lost in you
the waves of your hair crashed
and the love flooded to your eyes
a squeeze of confirmation was all I gained
but for I
that was enough

Under every illuminated sky
I will wish for you,
although the stars are dying
I shall pray that we forever live.

oh how dumb i have become,
no thought just doubt,
i'm a shadow of my former self,
power i used to hold,
now all i clutch is you
oh to be strong,
clever
and brave.

Hey little girl,
Yes you with the curls,
And the shadows beneath your eyes,
Don’t let words get you down,
And boys make you frown,
Hold your tiara head up high,

Yes you little girl,
With the halo blonde curls,
Don’t be afraid of the dark,
For nothingness is our neighbour,
The fruit of our labour,
The comfort when you lie stark,

You, the little girl,
That craves diamonds and pearls,
Beauty, riches, she twirls,
In her short dress that grazes her thighs,
Girl, you’re meant to be wise,
Don’t flaunt what you’ve got,
Don’t act like you’re hot,
That’s all you’ve been told,
Cover up and act cold,

Silly little girl,
Playing the rules,
Trying to fit the idea of the tools.

I'm lost in translation
Without inspiration
**** this lonely nation
This god forsaken generation.

I don't want to go to bed,
because bed leads to helpless thoughts,
and thoughts lead to panic,
and this encourages hate,
and with the hate takes my personality,
and happy I no longer am,
because all of my flaws are more visible,
appearance leads to self hate,
self hate links up to you,
and if you saw me how I am truly,
this world and mask I have built,
will slowly,
tumble,
d
   o
     w
        n

Annoys me when you think I'm weak,
When I've seen my own father die,
Kept a straight face when I had bad results,
Stabbed myself with a safety pin,
Fallen backwards onto my head,
Ripped a tendon but refused hospital,
Chipped half my tooth and waited for a week,
Get brain freeze whenever I eat something cold,
Have a constant pain in my right shoulder,
And dull ache in my jaw,
Sunburnt my scalp,
Torn hair out because the knot was too big,
Had to defend my own work,
Had friends that are self absorbed,
Plans that weren't meant to be,
So I really think I can put up with,
You falling out of love with me.

I woke up in the night and your face soothed me,
Eyes flitting in deep sleep,

I woke up and your precious arms held onto me,
Carrying me like expensive silk.

I woke up one twilight, and you were so vacant,
I didn't recognise you at all,
Your mind was at ease, your mouth the soft breeze,
You'd found happiness in your dreams

I rolled over one night, to grasp you tight,
Then I remembered that you had let go,
No pretty face, no touching my lace,
No tangle of cold feets, all
I could reach were your mean
Empty sheets.

we'll be together,
I'll arrive at your door
knock three times
And wait a while
I know
I'll hope
You'll say
"Babe, you're mine"

do you mind if I hide
forever more,
for I am not wanted here
and I never really was,
my body repels me
and so do you,
so goodbye my love
because truly
I
am
through. . .

my nails dig deep,
and nobody knows,
the secrets I keep,
the darkness grows.

hold my jaw I beg of you,
despair when I'm not there,
find my scent lingering in
every room I've vacated,
escaped hairs attached to your clothes,
and smudges on your pillow case.
long for my touch,
and the tangle of my mane
when I have fled to return home
scrawl me letters that don't make sense
but scar so deep,
plead for me to not go
and hide the lump in your throat
think of me everywhere
in all your empty space
I shall linger and drift
awaiting your consistent warmth
that exudes from within.

funny how you said, you didn't want to hurt me,
when all you've done is leave scars in my memory,
and wounds in my heart.

I hate that your name still catches,
and your face still makes me drop,
there seems to be no escape.

The seconds soon slip
As I remain in your grip,
A Marlboro light,
Hanging between your sweet lip.

My hair is a tangled mess
And on the floor, strewn is my dress.
Slight, lacy and black,
In an attempt to impress.

Your eyes are pale pastel,
You mumble that you like my castle
'For my princess'
You say as I bury in your muscle.

Your beard is stubble on my cheek,
With each toss and turn the floorboards creek,
As you look under the sheets to peak.

Your cigarette is blunted in a vase,
You hold my cheek and say
'You are far more precious than glass'

Your skin is dew like and gathers between your brow,
I stroke your jaw as if I don't know how.

The kiss is so tender, so careful, so harsh,
Your breathe tastes like mirangues and ash,
I move my lips over your thickening 'tache.

"My love" you pant three times,
As you squeeze my thighs
And I kiss your eyes.

What an impeccable morning,
A love without warning.

The hurse crept through in a thick haze,
I'd been holding this off for so many days,
The black turned the innocent white to grey slush,
The people gathered in gentle rush,
They wore flashes of colour teamed with monochrome,
A painted smile on ladies face,
Men had grown stubble,
Miles now seemed so so close,
The donations box rattled with loose change,
The crematorium seats squeaked,
My grandma held my hand,
My aunt held my back,
As I held myself together with sticky tack,
I walked by the coffin,
Death lay inside,
This small wooden box,
Didn't seem capable of life,
A phone rattled in the back,
Lively again, somebody was in demand.
Funny anecdotes were shared,
False smiles grew,
I looked at the coffin,
That's when I knew,
That the body in the coffin wasn't really you.
You were someone who would chase monsters away,
A man who would hold my troubles at bay,
Brush my hair the way no one else could,
Make all the evil no longer seem bad,
For that fragile body in those sides,
Will never be my dad,
Not when it's ashes,
Churned by the sea,
In my heart, you shall forever be.

I'm through with you and what you've become,
your absence makes me numb.

thank you
For being the one
shard of light,
in my cracked grey sky,
for pushing the world around
and pumping my heart
to beat
beat,


beat,
when this world crumbled
and everyone else
depleet.
you
seemed to find me,
hold me
pulled me to my feet

I can't see anyone loving
my pudgy ugly face,
my wonky smile,
and dull eyes,
my stance and sway,
the size of my feet,
my laugh when I cry,
or the giggle that comes with joy,
the way I crack my fingers,
and how I arch my back,
I can't see anyone adoring a single thing about me,
can't see them longing,
to hold my little hands,
to squeeze me and pick me up
whenever I feel down,
I'm not very lovable,
I'm sure you all will see,
because there's far more within,
I am someone I would rather not be.

I'm going to write I love you,
With the tide,
The ripples on my finger,
Watch me glide.

I've grown wings, fins,
Darling can't you see?
Way up here, it's what you've done to me.

I'll etch Mount Rushmore,
With your face,
Darling darling darling,
Catch my pace.

I'll blow rings with the clouds,
Loops of love,
The silver bounds.

I turn the light bulbs,
In the stars,
Make them shine,
You'll see them from Mars.

The water the sun
The earth, the flame,
All of them wild,
A love I can't tame.

Isn't it insane
how I give up what I love
because I know it will better you
even if it makes me worse,
it's completely absurd
that I will drive myself away
just so you will stay
how crazy is it
that I love you
even more than I love myself.

all I do
is wait for you
what a sorry life
I survive

leaves dance with ease
from the autumn trees,
and float delicately with the breeze.

a whirlpool of brown,
and faded green,
will all drift away not to be seen.

Let's crease our bodies,
Like paper birds,

Let everything be,
Til we're in our urns.

Swear our hearts,
On the brightest star,

Admire one another,
From so far.