i am for thee but against for you

I do not mind my walls falling, crumbling, being overrun;
you are a compassionate conqueror, and there is
sweetness in surrender, safety in your reign.
Within blankets like dunes of snow, we lie surrounded by
words not said, yet felt and known and understood.
The earth moves around the sun, and the moon
pulls water across oceans, and you are beautiful.
It is true every minute of every day, and I know it.
I suspect the stars also align at your will, but you
have told me they dance in my eyes; and reality is
flexible and water-slick in the morning hours before the sun.
You reign me in to fit into the present but let
my soul fly unguarded and unchained; you let
my heart dance with yours yet to its own beat.
Luminous supernovas and galaxies flutter over your face,
reflect on the bridge of your nose, cast shadows and brightness.
I am at a loss for words; this universe, or maybe
the language I share with you, that isn't mine,
does not have the words, is not enough to describe
you, and who you are, your significance and what you mean -
I can think of three, and they dance on my tongue.

- "i love you" cs

Drop, tuck & roll, hard coke makes coal in the wilds of Australia minus mammalia. It is a con & a pain, borderline insane when ½ grilled Colby cheese slowly melts for trappers trapping muskrats for muskrat pelts. The common halves: ½ ***, ½ dollar, ½ ton, ½ way, ½ way house, ½ way there, ½ baked, ½ cup, ½ sister, ½ done, ½ mast, ½ dead, ½ naked, ½ ply, ½ awake, ½ tablespoon, ½ asleep, ½ hour, equally divide me. Hi, I'm Tim Walmart. Glad to meet you Mr. Walmart. I'm Todd Kmart. Are you related to Bob Family Dollar? No.

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when you feel like
you're drowning


learn to be a fish!.

[10W]

i wanted to say
beautiful things
but they got stuck
in my throat
so I choked them
back down like
***** in your mouth
and I forgot them
just like that-
fuzzy memories
of better days
and better ways,
but we'll always
have tomorrow
to waste, like today,
next year, maybe
where we're going,
where we've been
doesn't matter
because the fish
aren't biting like
they used to
but the beer
is still going
down smooth
and that's beauty
in itself.