Lie here in my arms,
hold me tighter just til morn’.
As soft sighs whisper between us,
I know my heart will still be torn.

But hold me tighter just once more,
embrace me, kiss me…
I knew you loved me once before.

So stay by my side!
Please baby, don’t leave me here.
I love you, I need you.
So please, I beg, stay near.

Whisper those words that you don’t dare tell!
I need to hear them, you see,
if I don’t… I won’t be able to find my heart
that has fell.

You are my first love,
the way you touched me.
How sweet it felt.
What did you see when you looked at me?

Every one is different.
I know I won’t find someone like you.
My first love, my first heartbreak…
With everything I shared, I just want you.

You made me feel whole,
with how my entire body felt
when your hand fit mine, or when your lips met mine.
My body would just melt.

I cry still, every now and then.
When I think of how we used to have been,
how we could have been…

I have this bad feeling,
that if like this we do end,
and you leave, I feel in the future…
We’ll never meet again…

Your lips
Were the first thing I noticed
Gently parted
Breathing in and out

Oh to be your words
Conceived within your mind
Born upon your lips

Poetry.

Your lips are ******* poetry.

you don't understand at all do you
not truly
you think
I'm a liar
that I still hold the knife
that
stabbed you in the back
[and in the heart]

kinda speechless
that you feel that way
think that way
believe it
untrustworthy? misleading?
false emotions?
can you not read?
here let me try again
maybe I can make it like braille
feel the words

it's like when the clouds stormy eyes
welled up and let fall the
tears of weekend rain
soggy, we laughed along with the thunder
and under our waterfall we let the windows
fog
tell me I lied then

or picture if you will
standing by the tree I
always parked by
it was a starry night, but we didn't see it
we were too focused on our faces
except
why is it I was the only one
drowning in the sadness that overtook my eyes
shaking with each strained, choppy breath
clutching that gray shirt like a life jacket
do you think that was all
for show?

haven't you looked at
my collection of black and white
silly letters scribbled down as fast as possible
trying as hard as I can
to leave it all
on the paper
but it's as if each word I write
is a tattoo
slowly invading every part of my skin
it's sinking in, it's staining everything
do you think this agony I speak of
is fake?

if so
if I am that liar with the knife who
led you astray and "******* you over"
let you down, kicked you around
if you can't seem to
open your eyes
and notice
just how much I love you
just how much I always have

then you don't deserve it

ill run miles for you when I know I only
have the strength for one
but don't you
dare
watch me run
if you don't even grasp
that I stabbed myself in the back
led myself astray

you have a right to
hate the wound
but if you can't see
what I feel
one day
I will learn
that I have to let go
and I will

then all these silly letters
all for you

well. go ahead and throw them away
on that day
they will carry no life
anymore

Four A.M. is just for me.
A brand new chill, though not so deep.
And we can talk until it’s light
And we can feel it still, tonight.

A kiss of gravel on my knees.
Summers die on nights like these.
A little moisture in the grass.
A little life, it will not last.

A touch of rigor in the breeze.
Makes a claim on mortal trees.
And chorus crickets sing their song.
I feel it now, it won’t be long.

And when the snow melts on my skin.
Or when my bones warm up again.
I'll be here and you'll be gone.
I'll be darkest, you'll be dawn.

Am I only addicted or
do I love you so deeply
I am sick without you?

Time will scream it to me eventually,
but I am, as usual, impatient
Will time whisper an answer to you?  
Will you gently wake me from
my slumber to kiss an answer to me?  

Will I plant a poem deep inside of your body?
My poem will find nourishment
inside you wrapped in warm fluid love
until time calls it to come out

Life will be next to your body
a suckling at your breast,
inspiration and patient growth
- Another addict spiral close
to your skin's touch and
your body’s liquid treasure
  
Will I **** my poem out of jealousy,
wishing to take that place at your
breast for inspiration?  
Addicts and Lovers are like that you know.

You’re blue eyes shine through the night
Brighter than any star ever could
In the dark
You guide me
As I’m lead through the night
I begin to realize
All I have to say is
Hey there blue eyes