Feelings are fleeting,
and I won't pretend
that my thoughts aren't unreeling from a pole that will bend.
You broke me once -
it won't happen again.

Take that to the bank.
Go tell a friend.
There's a gap between where you begin and I end.

Fighters are fleeing,
but it's not so tough.
Can't see red until you give me enough.

You've given me nothing,
so what's this about?
A war over who gets this castle of clouds?
It's always been mine.
I'm kicking you out.

Servants are sweeping.
Seasons are seething.
Grumpy is Sneezing.
How's that for a painting?

Feelings are fleeting.
Anger and doubt.
Peace and serenity.
Go figure it out.

some drift of fog from her lips
when quivered expired on the face of the ground
fallen
after the loss of the vision

You gorgeous *******.
I like you.

I need a full-time cleaner
one who can clean around me
silently, with no talking

white roses seem out of place
reminder of death or virginity
or somewhere clinical
like a hospital perhaps
give me red every time- blood
or romance or somewhere in between

so sweet and quite
a face so beautiful
all mine
someone to hold
and cherish
our hearts connecting
love at first sight

this hooded skin hides a prayerful heart
beating one beat in turn-
one for mortality and one forever
a prayer for love to shine