circle his tongue
bite for emphasis
slink
and
stalk
his senses


Her body
paints
drape

d
r
i
p
                      
  cling

soak into his sheets
Blurring his lines
Defining the
rhymes
in his head
oh
mastering every piece
so
matching every beat
slow


knowing

He aint never read that story

I close my eyes hoping to see something better
Lights shine through my lids
Each bringing back
It's own unique memory
The more I see
the more I notice
I am but a hollow shell
Constructed of old memories

Loneliness is like a whisper
Constantly humming in your ear
Telling you what you cannot tell yourself
Even when you think it's gone, never to return
It comes back in the dead of night
When you least expect it,
When you are most vulnerable
Striking as merciless as a bullet on impact.

"I want to write, and want to speak. I want to cook, and want to eat. I want to laugh, and want to love. I want to live, and want to hug. I want to learn, and want to grow. I want to wonder, want to know. I want so much I can't attain, but have so much I shan't complain. I'm grateful for my circumstance, and work toward inventive advance. I struggle in my mind's chamber, tell myself it's human nature. I wander time in reflection, estimate my souls complexion. Answers can be found with patience, thoughts I love are in quotations. Absorbing what your able to, grants knowledge to enable you. So live, laugh, love, learn, grow and eat, until your life is obsolete."