Treasure what has been givin,
Rely on each other, feel the
Uniqueness of your love,
Enjoy what has been given, because
Love is an unbreakable bond that
Only a few can comprehend, the
Variety, the deepness, the bond that
E**veryone desires, is yours.

It's been months
but my body still shivers
from the chill of your absence.

He broke all the clocks at his home because waiting for her for so long made time too much to handle.




She doesn’t wear watches anymore. She’s given up on waiting for him to come back home.

I'm a fool for you darling.
I dream of your lips in waking.
I love all that is you.
Your essence resonates through the distance.
It keeps me company.
It keeps me warm.

in the center
of my garden of thought
is an
     inky black pool
an obsidian mirror that ripples
     and grows
with each
          and every
hurt, pain, and torment I endure
circling the pool
     my verdant hopes
     my violaceous loves
     my carmine furies -
their blooms crawl, intertwine, creep
  in a mass of emotion and impulse
      pushing ever against the center
where my garden meets that
     ebony pond;
a barren desolate blight
  of decay and hopelessness
the vivid chromaticity of my
   emotion
in perpetual campaign against
          the void
        that forever
    threatens to
               consume
                    me

Count to three with me and
break free. Open the cage
and run away with me.

Flap your wings and fly up
high in God's skies. Hop from
branch to branch and sing a
secret melody. A melody that
no one knows but you and I.

We'll move from tree to tree.
And enjoy every sunset as we
cuddle side by side in the
middle of a thousand
leaves.

Twist and twirl with me as
the morning dew drops fall
on rose petals looking like
shiny gem stones and
pearls.

I think it's time we count to
three and give it a last try.
We might get lucky and
break free.

Trust me we'll be looking back
at that day as we laugh and
sigh without asking the
question of why.

So flap those wings cause
it's our time tonight to fly
where ever the winds carry
our bodies gently upon
landscapes and grey
starless skies* ~

The wolves keep eating the sheep I count at night.

You see things
that others don't see-
you see me.