Your days, have been filled,
With hardships, too alone.
Your fear of being left,
Has worn you... To the bone.

You find yourself in moments,
Struggling just to breathe.
Not a simple breath of air,
But a breath, of thoughts reprieve.

And though you're well aware,
Of many struggling, next to vacant phone.
You're struggles not unique.
But you uniquely feel alone.

Close your eyes....

And please imagine this.
When you're feeling through the dark.
A soft touch within your chest
While I cradle your broken heart.

For from me, feel a breeze,
Loosen from my lips.
Softly, across your hearts ember,
Bringing warmth, back to your breast.

My breath, I give to you.
From my heart to your mind.
Through your soul, I do blow,
So a peace, you can divine.

Remember this is love,
From one creature to another.
Freely is it given,
To simply help you, recover.

In a way, I feel like him,
The musketeer, Aramis.
A man, spreading love,
And peace, from his breast.

A soul full of joy,
But blemished by wicked's touch.
Repenting for him and others.
Praying near, a simple blush.

A tongue made of silver,
And well aware who it can slay.
But this strength behind his lips,
Is part of him, in every way.

I sometimes find myself in wonder,
Would he forsaken if he could...
His words of utter sweetness,
So the rest of him, is all that stood.

You...

Oh my God...  You...

You, make me feel,
Like God placed inside of me.
Both the heaven and the earth.
And the galaxies in-between.

For, when I see you...
I feel the Milkyway and it's swirls.
Every sun tries to match you,
And the constellations, they unfurl.

The big and little dipper,
They swirl inside my space...
But they're no match for how I'm moved,
When a blushing grin, touches your face.

I can't recall when last,
My beaming love was this bright.
Chasing away darkness...
From every corner of the night.

And regardless where I go...
Or should I find you there.
My heart will forever hold you,
Keeping your presence always near.


So please...  Oh shiny thing...
Forever warm those on which you shine.

Fools, they may call us.
But that's okay...  That's just fine..

Do you sleep,
With your inner eye wide open,
And your inner voice...
Locked, in a silent scream?

That's probably...
Why I don't dream...

Magic mirror on the wall...
Who's the fairest of them all?

SHOOOOOOVE

HOLD UP.  **** THAT.  MY TURN.

Mirror mirror on the wall,
Get your *** comfy,
For I've got questions,
And you'll answer them all.

When the **** did a heart become weak?
Why was it made fragile?
Why breaking it, is it something people seek?

When did hope, of the good deep within,
Become a joke,
To hide angers sin?

Why the ****, can't people agree?
First we need love,
To let hate finally be?

And when did we suddenly,
Become such self centered *****?
Everyone depressed,
Moaning about they're selfish heart clots?

When did we become,
5 second helpers.
Click, "I donated!"
"Back to my own ugly shelter!"

And mirror oh mirror,
I could go, oh so long.
But hide your *** now.
For truth is buried with a gun.

Drop a marble,
Down swirling hole.

And follow it all the ways.

Twists and turns,
Which way is up?
This is how, we spend, our days.

I'm stuck on this ride,
Can someone let me off?
I didn't even want on...
Cough cough.. cough cough...