What is denied
is most desired

Pull me
into your tides.
I want to
get lost
in your water (copyright of Erin Riley)

May I add?

Let me drown
drown happily
unto that watery ecstasy
that is but you and me
the ocean never dies
and in that drowning
we are made eternal
love knows no dying

Summer...

the sun's intense touch
has a hard baking effect
upon the landscape

Autumn/Fall...

golden leaf tresses
festooned down the aspen's
majestic grey trunk

Winter...

night's gelid air flow
foretells of a blanket frost
covering morn's ground

Spring...

she'll be dressed in
a lively floral garment
effulgent of hues

Carry me away on your
Silent moon beams
That grace the night skies
With gentle visions of peace.

Help me to drift away on
Nights so silent
Filled with dreams to come
And tears of things gone astray.

Wrap me up within the
Night skies somber embrace.
A lullaby of thoughts
Waiting to be dreamt or felt my the few

mouth shut
mind open

for a day
I let go of

what I know
empty all

the chambers
that are always

loaded and
ready to explode

I let you speak
until you say

you are done
and I only

speak to ask
not to tell

and then
once again

I listen

God knows I don’t talk to you
I forgive you
What may your desire did to me
Doesn’t mean I forgotten
It’s easy to forgive someone
It’s harder to forget
Why can you just move on
Why cost all this trouble
Why won’t you be grown about it
My not the type of person
To look for trouble
I got much better in life
That’s concern me
But you costing someone life
The proofs on the
Camera

I listened to this
Song last night.

Its message so simple
But deep.

It basically said
Something along the lines of...

What would it be like to
Live in a dream but never
Have been to sleep
And that my friend
Was the moment
Of your birth

You've heard of a 'heart of glass'.
Well, mine is made of soap.
Careless hands can gut it.
Your fingernails will cut it.
You lay upon me all your grimy guilt,
Then leave me here, unrinsed, with all your filth.
I numb 99% of my own pain,
So the 1% can come eat me up again.
I'll cover you, My Dear, in soft, safe bubbles;
Neglect my own, but listen to your troubles.