We are ghosts.
Transparent in nature.

A haunting.
Who drifts through walls
to phantom halls.

Our scream,
an echoed whisper.
The faintest rustling of curtains...
A door which opens in the night
to those who glimpse a flash of white...

We exist in different worlds
on stranger maps
through ancient times...

from those who laugh and breathe the air,
in crowded rooms
through haunted homes...

Morning mind crackles,
Darting flight of spooked birds,
  .  .  .  One lover has left.

I lay here each night and close my eyes before I drift off into a deep sleep.
Within those seconds I imagine myself wrapped in our embrace.
I can see our souls intertwining with each other like the vines wrapping around an old tree,
attaching themselves.
I almost feel the connection we would have.
It sends surges throughout my body and I feel as if I'll float into air, into space.

God you make me feel alive.

But my happiness is stolen right away as soon as I open my eyes the next morning.
Maybe it's because my first waking thought was you,
or maybe it was the second,
an image of you grasping his hand instead of mine.

my heart aches.

it's funny to me how love can fade without any sort of warning, how someone can completely shatter every part of your heart.
leaving you, alone, to pick up the pieces with your fragile hands.
A part of me wishes you would come back and help me
because my hands hurt and have started to bleed from the jagged edges you caused.

I lost myself in you.

In her cryptic words
a thoughtful owl,
proclaimed aloud
secrets never known;
the horn bill was loud
in registering his objections.
Let it be hidden,  he said
like jewels in the folds of rocks,
only ones who searches deserves it.
The forest went still
the next moment;
a harmonious silence resulted,
the tussle, in it was dissolved.
The night--
quickly took over,
spread it's net of noises
inter spaced with silence-
that engulfed all discords,
orchastrated it as music,
then wrapped up everything
in darkness opaque.

she licked her lips, tasted a pinch of salt.
"i’m not like other girls"
isn’t that what every other girl says?
****** bambi eyes, eyelashes curled in a q.
he drinks until she cries, scared she will be
shot. imagine pretty little petals upon pretty little
thighs.
"i’m not like other girls"
ringlets, hair bouncing waves upon waves upon
ocean, sea, tidal
waves.
he smokes until she dances, in circles, through
vapors, underneath a table that holds too much
quick *** and liquor.
"i’m not like other girls"
and he could have said, “i’m not like other boys”
but he was broke, in denial, in and out of love, in and out of
hotel rooms.
words sound so much more appealing in darken
rooms.
"no, bambi dear, no you’re not."

Thank the ground for holding you up
and birds
for sharing their air molecules. I am the universe
because it gave me
its kindness, a tree because we
share the sun: I am a wall because my
skin is shelter from wind
rain sleet hail. Each *** of tea
has morning dust particles, from a day we both
awoke. It simmers
and we are
boiled into the everything sky once more.

WILL YOU JUST TELL ME YOU DON'T LOVE ME?
Don't beat around the bush.
I'm tired of asking flower petals if you've truly fallen for me.

My garden is bare and these flowers, they were RARE
and YOU, well you just
you just..
stand there....

I'm ****** and your hollow and I'm flooding the streets
oh won't you follow my feet and walk in love and bravery?

I'm tired of asking flowers if we've truly fallen
OH BUTTERFLY TONGUE, DRINK EVERY OUNCE OF MY POLLEN.
My being is bare and you
you're still standing there..

YOU MAKE ME MOVE YOU MAKE ME MASSIVE
as the EARTH
YOU ARE THE AXIS
so I am BOLD AS LOVE as I ask this.....
Do you feel me?
Do you feel this too?

Cause it's cold and bitter and the petals are rotting and we..
Well, we're still just standing here...

We might walk away
split in two until the month of May..
but when we finally feel fine and the "how are you?"s end with "doing okay"s
we'll say
I've missed you
I still love you
you won't reject me when i ask to kiss you....

I leave things behind everytime and I find, my heart,
I've lost it within you..
and it's just bleeding there
beating against your ribs like a xylophone
while you
well you're just standing there
and i'm just bleeding there
and you're still just standing there.......