Help me with fingernails
down my back
Because I can't seem to wake up
I'm lost in a fog of unfulfilled desires
I can't breathe without your tongue down my throat
My feet can't find where I last stood
in a place where id find you
With mused hair and a listless smile
Lovely heart on your sleeve
Can I reach out
and grab your attention
A piece of your precious time
My watch is broken
but I'm pretty sure it's past time
for you to ditch productivity
in exchange for some passion

I don't understand it.
I am not a anxious person.
But lately, I've been catching myself on the edge of a break down --
not necessarily a destructive breakdown,
more like a breakdown of happiness.
Thinking about how much I love her...
It's almost pathetic.
Wanting her in my arms holds a physical ache.
Thoughts of her have formed an almost meditative mantra.
Her presence calms my mind like the shoreline does the sea.
Revelation.*
She's become my anchor.

He
Dived
Into lust
In the bed
Pushing her
Along with him
He thought
Good things
Bring ecstasy
He took many bites
Of her fragrant lips
And ****** milk to
quench his parched throat
But he did not drink
Red wine oozing out
From this luscious dish
He jumped up
And ran to wear
His dresses leaving
Her absorbed in delight

I wish I had a place.
I wish I had my own place  
to be.
and be with and whom i please
but I do not
and must resign myself to measured hair and  measured time with those who ought to stay

their leisure I cannot welcome in this place I cannot stay
and I fear that this is a prison wall.
built to be alone.

I see them turn away.
I'm wont to walk my yard alone.
I'm wont to keep my space.
but turn and turn again i find these hoops I know I've lead astray.

these verses fabled mine and yours.
but the walls I do not know
and cannot entrust with the heart of mine.
and surely never yours.

so turn away I'll take my stride.
alone along my yard.
because the places I called home.
contain me in their lines.

now call it house and wait for home
I place I want to stay
this isn't one I ought've known
a place I cannot stay.

I could never sleep
When you were next
To me in bed.

For you my dear,
Were far better than
anything i could
Ever dream of.

Now that we're far apart,
I cant wait for
Night fall to come.

For you my dear,
Wait for me there.
In my dreams and in my memories.

And nothing is better than
Dreaming of you.  

-E.T