My book has empty pages
that only you can write.
I'll turn them, leave them blank.
I'm giving up the fight.
I could search forever
and wonder what they'd say.
But time will leave them empty-
words gone, just as those days.
Still my heart will wonder
if I m in your book?
Did I leave some pages empty?
Do you ever take a look?
The story is unfinished,
it's trapped in times before.
But words I cannot read
will echo evermore.

Welcome, to the intro of forever.
Where you’re fantasies may roam and hover.
All those insecurities and doubts may cease.
Come forth with me; tell me everything you ever dreamed.
For this time being I am no longer me, I am anything you wanted to see.

Undress and change into the bared skin that God gave you for me to see.
Lie down, turn over and repeat.
Over and over again, we hear the melody and the beat.
Sweat dripping off the warm shoulders of you and me.

As we lock eyes, you see no doubt.
Everything becomes so wrong, but as the same time so right.
You're lips gripping never are letting go as you begin to shout.
Legs shaking, knees trembling.

And as you wake from you’re slumber you have this grimace on your face that will show from miles away.
For “the fantasies got the best of me” you say.
Remember, every night and every day you wish to dream of me.
Because I am anything and everything you ever wanted to see.

Sweet Dreams.

No way,
Not you,
I know you,
You're not a gangster,
We grew up on the same street
Sure it was not the best place to lay our heads or sleep,
But we were alive,
We played together,
I know you
No way you're one of them now,
You're never home now
You're 15,
You're too grown now,
10 years ago we sat on the same curb,
Now
You're mind is gone,
You got into some dirt,
Those your new friends?
They're way older than us,
We've run up and down the same hill for years,
But its them you can trust,
I guess I don't you
You're a Ganster
Those plastic guns became real,
How could you
We're one in the same still
Do I know you?
I'm so confused,
Now we're on the same street,
But you don't know me
No more riding bikes
No more corner store trips,
No more walking home from school,
Besides you never go,
Shots alarm the neighbors,
Not you,
You never know,
It's true,
The sirens and the lights flash through the windows,
I saw laying there on the cement cold,
I don't know you,
Until its clear to me,
I can't believe,
How loud your Mom could weep,
Held back by yellow tapes and a couple of police,
As the medic covers you in a sheet,
The same old curb ,
The same old street,
I stare until I realized,
And accept defeat,
I know you