The street lights blind my view of the stars,
When I'm roaming around with friends passing the years,
With no money, no expensive cigars,
No life long careers,  
We dine out in fast food, rest - stops,
Where the tables are sticky with soda
Eating out of a take-away box,
But never stuck on the sofa,

How are you meant to feel after school?
Do you thank the teachers for their time of reign?
But tell them it’s my time to rule,
Do you sit on a cold steel bench and reflect on the years that flew by,
Something you missed, and didn't capture,
So fast like a flicker past your eye,

Pondering rhymes throughout my exam time,
My drowsy eyes start to close,
Losing my mind,
Its time to doze,
off.

I want to smoke the rain
until my lungs gasp for air
until my hands turn blue
and instead of blood
I will have water sifting
through my veins

so when you hold me tight
I can drown you in the fog
that consumes me
entirely and thoroughly
and even though our
physical realm has crumbled
may our dream realities
coexist
and intertwine
like wool yarn,
knitting socks for
all the questions I
remembered not to ask

“How can you fall in love so easily?”

or more importantly,

“How can you just stop?”

I walked under the trees,
the crunching leaves beneath my worn shoes,
past the rose bush, left abrasions on my knees,
****** and bruised,

In the Forrest i walked alone,
down the road,
in my heart i found a home,
for nature,
for every beauty,
and every danger,

on the wet rocks i tread,
kicking up the mud on river bed,
the sight of a winding road,
and dark clouds ahead,

every creeping creature,
taking shelter from the storm to come,
trees ripped and torn in the wind,
no blue, no sunshine in the distance,
funny how nature can turn to a beast in an instance.

Despite my knowledge
of failed relationships
part of me still wants
to be with you.

Part of me still wants
to clutch your hand in mine,
and listen to the heartbeat
inside your chest.

Despite my experience
with broken relationships,
part of me still wants
to call you mine.

Do you remember when we were young?
we didn't listen,
we never held our tongue,
now those times are old,
and these days are dark,
as dark as a coal miners lung,  

Through thick and thin,
we found our way,
whether it be grim,  
or just the darkening grey,
on those dim, confusing days,

We lay'd in the park,
i gazed upon the stars,
you rolled and i remember every time the lighter would spark,
everyone would share the cask,
of cheap wine,
and speak about the past
just to get the troubles out of our mind,

Those times are more valuable than anything locked in a treasury,
lost in time,
but never lost in my mind,
forever in my memory.

Polar opposites
racing toward each other
disparately aiming...
with their eyes closed

Magnetic fields
fortified and electric
****** to collide...
a melting merger

Beyond understanding
everything it is supposed to be
precariously balanced
over the last ravine of our lives

With you I know
its now or never
and there is no turning back
we are and always will be...
eachothers...

Thankfully