look into thine eyes..
can you see that burning fire of desire..
it can only be felt
only if i am with you
only with you..

I miss you
Like a thunder in the night
I miss you
those moments when you hugs me tight

I miss you
Like the desert missed the rain
I miss you
and its driving me insane

I miss you
like the bees miss the flower
i miss you
like a summer needs a rainshower

I miss you
like i never did before
i miss you
and it hurts even more

i miss you
and its like a needle in my heart
i miss you
and its tearin me apart..

who would smile on broken pride?
alas, you - none other that called my name
shame, your willful heart content

i came and went
i came and went

untroubled still by peace of mind?
by peace of dreams?
no peace is mine

as thus a guiltless crime would be
could never be! should never be!

who would smile on broken pride?
you that called my name the least
dare i say you called it last?
no other sound could be the same
shame, your willful heart content

i came and went
i came and went

father flesh your vows were made
with certain good intent
better yet the brows you raised
could see no self dissent

strong, you were
a rock of sorts
which seldom moves an inch

long, you were
on life of course
life is but a cinch

oh so brave to walk the fire
the fire gone unkindled
a smothered flame to breathe again
once properly swindled

conscience plays a partial part
in stemming liability
but time you'll find will rob your mind
of valuable stability

it's a tell-tale sort of story
though no moral or no fable
and if you'll kindly pay the ransom-
the deed to my betrayal

we shall climb this rugged mountain
together we shall ascend
and once atop the sound will drop
"my father is my friend!"

©Jason Cole

His hands are ice cold
  They grab a hold of my insecurities
and won't let go.
         He is speechless
                     -in awe, even.

His kisses are hard
               -hard to forget.
   Energy courses through
his lips and into my body sending
        me into shock,
                   falling into him.

His hair wrapped around
       my fingers;
he'll listen to any word
      I say,
         except when I ask him
to check the time.

Driving on the back roads,
          we take the long way
to my house.
   Our hands intertwined
like we'll never meet again.

We stop a block away from
where I live,
     one last kiss
            in the dark.

The darkness seeps back in through my neck,
It flows down along my spine,
Filling me with dread.
Drowning my soul in loathe and self-hate.
My lips gasp for air,
Screaming your name,
Begging for you to help me.

But you've long since forgotten the sound of my voice
And how it used to whisper "I love you"
All those cold nights spent talking about forever.
Yet this is how I will end.

I wasn't lying when I said I would love you for the rest of my life,
I just thought you'd still love me back.
The darkness flows over my body as I sink.
My final breath has been taken.
I release it like the cold breeze that nipped at our intertwined fingers.
Even the bubbles know how to leave me when I need them most.
They hit the surface,
I hit the bottom.

A few more seconds and I will be free.
With the courage only the dying have,
I inhale.
Flooding my lungs.
I close my eyes.
I am at rest.
The pain won't last much longer.
Then I am gone.