Passionate eyes
Like embers aglow
Rebellious flames
That only we could know
But fire.. oh fire..
Please burn slow
As this poison I breathe
Is desire to my soul

I felt like there were still some good days remaining in my life after seeing your heartfelt smile.

I couldn't figure out what your intense gaze on my portrait revealed to you about myself that I didn't know.

the red glow of her cigarette.
the fingers of her left hand
yellow  with nicotine
clutching dying flowers

"buy a rose for your lover," she says,
"buy one for your wife. buy 2."

"the flowers are wilted."

"maybe it's your eyes that are wilted.

she had black hair
black as the night
the violent night
and gray eyes
the shade of ***** ice

"you must love
someone,
some of the time, no?
put a rose on
your father s grave, then."

"love is like lost pennies
falling from a broken jar."

she smooths her hair with one pale,
long, fingered hand, "you re crazy."

"my mom says so."

i was born to
have adventure

I followed her up the steps.

i was born to chase the night
through the forest
of dead roses.

Love songs inside the dark,
of all my misguided
thoughts;
wishing I could kiss you
in the dark,
for the taste of light.

beautiful things
come at just the right time
the universe sings
so sweet and sublime

the wood for the trees
the sea for the sand
the wind for the breeze
the hurt for the hand...

honesty teaches you reverence
solitude teaches you severance
reality teaches you consequence
the effect this has had on my confidence


beautiful things
come at just the right time
and it's time