twelve a.m.
no moon in sight
we stare into a dark void
of neverending world
holding hands on the wood floor
as the waves crash upon the shore
words pour out your mouth
not a thing is understood
yet every word is soothing;
I can not speak
my breathe is taken away
by the beauty of the
dark ocean
and the comfort of your hand
which fits perfectly in mine

Why should I call Thee Lord, Who art my God?
Why should I call Thee Friend, Who are my Love?
Or King, Who art my very Spouse above?
Or call Thy sceptre on my heart Thy rod?
Lo now Thy banner over me is love,
All heaven flies open to me at Thy nod:
For Thou hast lit Thy flame in me a clod,
Made me a nest for dwelling of Thy Dove.
What wilt Thou call me in our home above,
Who now hast called me friend? how will it be
When Thou for good wine settest forth the best?
Now Thou dost bid me come and sup with Thee,
Now Thou dost make me lean upon Thy breast:
How will it be with me in time of love?

Hearts are fickle
Minds are unstable
Words becomes lies
There's no truth in their eyes

Words unspoken
Hearts got broken
A kaleidoscope of joy, sorrow and pain
A life not wasted in vain.

Cry. Don't act like you don't care. Let it out, you'll feel better. Don't cry too long though. Cry like you just watched a movie that makes you feel warm inside.
2. Shower. Laying in bed in the same clothes with ratty hair and day-old smeared makeup will not make you feel good. Take a long shower and wash yourself off.
3. Get out of bed. You can lay in bed the first day you're broken, but then you must tear yourself away from the ***** sheets and messy comforter. Sit on the couch instead. Anywhere but your bed.
4. Go outside. Take a walk. Look at the sun, clouds, lightning, whatever. Just don't stay inside. Get out there, even if it's just to get the mail or get something from your car. Let the fresh air touch your skin.
5. Breathe. Don't forget to allow yourself to breathe. You need to heal.
6. Smile. Even if it doesn't feel natural and you feel like you shouldn't be able to smile yet. Don't keep yourself from enjoying things just because you've been hurt.

tactile was ivory fingertips on ivory keys,
passion was ballads of heartbreak and mornful melodies,
melancholy was cargo hanging under my eyes,
wistfullness was empty laughs and heavy sighs.

dejected was weighted arms and tarnished mirrors,
lethargic was xanax breakfast and whiskey tears,
restless was never asleep before three,
a shadow was all you seemed to have left of me.

solitude was choosing to spend my time alone,
but lonliness is now no one picks up the phone.
heartbreak is the promises i always thought you'd keep,
i'm tired, so tired, it's time for me to sleep.

I have inquired of God
Where is it?

still couldn't find it

where they were looking
I looked as well

only to ask God again

I found bread and wine
and again plead for clarity

later asked myself, why?

then in silent supplication
an after image formed

compliant compunction

a human stave fades into
a rolled stone and sheets

teleportation and roaring wind

the answer lay in what
the eye could not see

in #what the mind could not grasp

from the heart, I sought
and from the spirit,  I received*





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Keeps pulling me in

It's about to begin

Leaning close to me
   Sighing

Stepping a little closer not done
   Trying

Leaves my body
   Quaking

My soul
   Shaking

Speaking honey dripped words
   Breathtaking

Perfection for awhile never
   Swaying

Waiting for a sign that he is
   Faking

When it is shown it will be
  Heartbreaking

My heart is his for the
  Taking

Still pulling me in

Going to let it begin

Ignore the side of me that is use to
   Denying

Mute the voice as it whispers, "One of you is Lying."

How long is now
This moment
Will last a lifetime

How long is now
My body endures the hours

But my mind took a halt

As soon as I entered the hall
I stopped minding the clock.

I shut my eyes
The goosebumps never lie

I awake in paradise
The soul dancing to the bass.

I lose myself
As much as find



Exactly who I am.

The music becomes
My second skin
I look around and
You too, have the same discipline

How long is now

We are infinite in this crowd

Then, I will remember your smile
Your heart sounds just like mine in Berghain.