Please be pleased
By the summer breeze
When I died I was taken
From winter to your heaven
Please be pleased
By my death
It is the birth of a new love.

-- Eleanor

Pear on the coffee table
Apple on the counter
A loaf of bread
On the unmade bed.
My heart in your fridge,
Half broken, half dead.


-- Eleanor

Dishonest wine
Goes straight to my brain
And tells me "I love you."
That's what you are.


-- Eleanor

You are Tequila shots
In perfect desperado
Your days heavy and long

Your nights, sudden aislado.

I am wine glasses
In bittersweet nocturno
My days short

My nights, eternal inferno.

We always swallowed those notes
Like fire down our throats.


-- Eleanor

I removed myself
And walked right through
The gates of hell -
I saw it all - blazing in flames
My sins before me -
Like two wolves on my porch
That came back
To devour me.


-- Eleanor

Times moves
Like waves.

It comes and goes,
Elongates and
shrinks.

It doesn't exist.


-- Eleanor

Death
Is
Her
Little
Unholy
Friend.


-- Eleanor

Distant lights at the horizon,
At the shore with longing;
Once a sail, a sail forever.

Hope alike the burning stars,
Afar, afar but dying;
Once a death, a death forever.

Dreams, vibrant with colours,
The real lacking indeed;
Once a grim, a grim forever.

And, you and I will never
Ever, ever, ever
Be together.


-- Eleanor

He thinks he knows me
Like a book he reads.

But God, must I feel
For the metaphors,
The magic, the depth
And the world between the lines
Left unseen...


-- Eleanor