I have wandered countless miles through her running mind;
Ever changing landscape I've been lost in many times.

I have felt the scars so deep sleeping on her body;
A different kind of sleeping beauty I hope never wakes.
I have had her dreams wrapped around me;
A long flowing skirt dancing with my movements.

I have touched the burning flesh of monsters in her mind;
Leaving gaping wounds in every corner they can reach.
I have walked through memories so perfect;
Blue skies, warming sun, and flowers rising at my feet.

I have been burned by her fears so great;
Screams thrashing about in my throbbing head.
I have loved her smile so bright warming my hopeful heart;
Laughter so light and kind like none I've ever heard before.

I have seen the darkest corners of her raging mind;
Silent battles wreaking havoc on her weary soul.
I have held her brightest thoughts gently in my hands;
Precious gems so raw and pure waiting to be shined.

I have been forced to watch her die a thousands times;
Her eyes a cage she cant escape; I have yet to find the key.

-ARI

My heart was a blank piece of paper
Crisp; clean; untouched
Waiting patiently to be trusted with beautiful words
Written by the warmest hands
Treasured forever like a sweet memory

But you came along and without permission
You wrote the harshest poetry
Cruel thoughts leaving imperfections
Scratches; scribbles; illegible rambles
Like too thick blankets suffocating me

Sadly I have learned
Few people believe in recycling.

-ARI

social experimentation cannot be lab tested
unless we have much more in common with rats
than we could ever dream of

you know when you are in love
when you kiss the hand that sends you
off the planet into eternity

and one mans word are as good as his actions
one man in all the history of man
opened the door eternally

the beginning and
end of the road
The Alpha and Omega.

so many love, lost poetry;
as if love could ever be lost.

Snuggled inside a poem-
is where I love you most.

Poetess of words-
betwixt the lines of silence.

we play hide and seek
the oldest game in town

never tiring of playing
we hide and seek in turn

poets of 2015
this is the only time

the only time
the only game in town

we sing and twirl and dance
sit in silence
sing and twirl and dance
and sit in silence

that poetess opened her heart to the universe
and spoke to us mere mortals in English -
knowing we could never read her heart