Pencil shavings are greater than
Ball point pens, and their precise writing.
A clean, cut pencil portrays any emotion you desire;
Brittle, sharp or a soft embedding on a sheet of paper.
On occasion, ball point pen' s ink,
May bleed and seep through
Affecting every aspect and body.
Tell me doleful writer,
Is this what has become of you?

You're beyond miles from reach
A cry of lament, smaller than a whisper
To your ears, and my aching heart shivers at
The unimaginable concept that
You've moved on.

Lilacs and knick knacks
Given with words of empathy.
Shared bond, your heart held close to me.
Less than five words written in stone,
Swaying nine years and footsteps you've outgrown.
Returning the collections of simplicity and glee;
You're beyond expectation,
And drained, I've come to be.

Stale air
Broken trust to mend
Unwanted glares
Lips once shared
And you dare to pretend.
But not regretted
No, I once confessed it
As you declared the fibs of one's direction.

An array of pin pointed holes
In my persona, could not hold the
Amount of curiosity and
Unfortunate use of over thinking
That I am capable of.

Medium, light brown
Half circles lightly speckled beside
Rhymes, commas and perspectives.
And as a finger brushes along
These fading half circles,
You may but almost feel a
Bitter passion in her words of despair.

To hold and be held,
Protecting and guiding,
Opening each other's eyes
To our beauty within, and the
Wonders of this corrupt world.
It's nothing but, wise discussion
Slipping through our honest tongues,
Finding a safe, bullet proof element and
The acts of reassuring embraces.
In the definition of fathomless love it is
You, my dear similar confidant.