You're supposed to only have water in my school
But soda is water too with a color
So what's the hassle?

Women that are like water are
afraid of men who are like mountains.
We move freely downhill toward
the ocean and get carried away
by the tides, swept away by
opportunity, and circumstance,
not stopping to think of the
stability that rocks can offer.

When I see a mountain I
only see the ways in which
we would torture each other.
I would seep into his cracks trying
to know the in's and the out's
of him only to have him
freeze me out.

Water when it freezes
becomes solid.
Love when you freeze it
becomes solid,
expands and breaks that
which tried to contain it.
Please don't try to contain me

I can't change what I am
I do not deserve your strength
you do not deserve my indecisiveness
Please do us both a favor, walk away
Save us both from this sadness.

I can't hear him over the sound of his own weak resolve
I can't hear her over the chasm of years gone by and years to come

I lied.
They thought the problem solved.

At night I would trace lines on angels' hands
Once
Twice
Three times
Solved

I ate of the jungle and slept by the river
He breathed in the fire and kept in the sick.
He listened
He had a story for every scar
But I did not
I would have carved roses from bone and skin
and given them to her
He'd face an army if they tried to take the same from him

And her  
Eyes now dry of that which once stained them
A witch with no wish
save for those for herself
A mountain out of a molehill, who painted her lips with sin.

Then there's the people outside of myself

A man with broken knuckles, handing out toffeed sweets.
Parents with cigarette stained lips
and mother and father
caught in their game.
  
Without and within
                                                
Et fin

Because I want to spend more of my time
drinking water from glass bottles
and asking her to tell me about the weather.

Slip
(Love)
lightly,
silently,
naked
into
my soul
and let me
drape you
delicately
in the black
silken lace
of my heart.
  - mce

I was high on flowers
But ready to inhale winter