She tastes like
a hot
chocolate
On a cold
Winters day.


She smells like
Freshly washed
Bedsheets
On a chilly
spring day.

She sounds like
The rain on
The window
On a rainy
summers day.

She feels like
The wind in
Your hair
On a windy
Autumn day.

He said I'm beautiful and his number one
How was I supposed to know that next he would say "we're done!"

He said he loved me more than anyone he's ever met
I saw him staring at her and he began to sweat

He said he cared
But he now he says I meant nothing which is something I can hardly bear

I gave him my heart
Still he continues to tear it apart

To him I could never say no
But today all he says is "you're a ***!"

He was the best guy I ever met
And although he is ashamed of the thought of ever liking me, he is someone I will never be able to forget

My mom would give me give me a steak to remove the ache
My brother would give me a game to remove my pain
My father would give me a crown to remove my frown

Each family member has made me smile
For each of them I have a vile
Fulled with love

Each family member has a spot in my heart
For being playing a part
In my life

Remember the moonlight, the sunlight,
remember the starlight, the light that holds together
     the world.

Like this, let the movies and chapters of our lives
go oh, so far, for by the candles, where we rest,  let's imagine
blood red trees, the metallic streets, and the lines between
  dreams.  

Underneath our feelings, the falling in love,
can seem like only glitter among the gold,
yet under the night,  between the spaces of
     you and me,
I sing softly your sweetest song.

For I am captivated by your touch,
let my voice call out that you are mine,
and I alone will build you our home,
for nothing will separate us my dear.

when I was a child I doubted love and it's
dreams, but my sweet dear, you eased into my
heart, and I could sing of our love forever.

And so our hearts will grow together as a vine and our
prayers will flow stronger than the blood of the moon.
And as the binding rays of the sun upholds our  hearts,
and the deer pants for the waters,  so my soul will always

stream to you.

i was just a boy
when your hands
chopped me up
and left rivers
of Ancient blood
create a
confluence down my neck
my groin was the freshet
my father told you
and i were meant
to be together since
you always had surgical hands
with the precision
of a knife thrower
each knife cut away my mold
and i shed into a new
identity