to awaken
so sudden and abruptly,
to the only thing that brings me comfort,
ironically brings me to my nightmares
was it me crashing into everything,
while the fall was so perfectly acknowledged,
so quaint and serene,
yet loud and bold,
excitingly
I obsess over it,
trying to jump off any mountain
just to feel the fall from grace again,
blindly,
even with broken hands I'm reaching
so eloquently matched with this heart,
was it the supple form of her skin,
or the laughs we manufactured
in the sea of sheets we slept in,
****,
I would drown if that was the only way I could set sail again,
to move heaven and earth
to go through hell and suffering
just to feel you again,
in exhaustion I breath in the cold,
hours spent with a numbing drink,
hoping I could see straight intoxicated,
because everything was blurry in a perfect state,
and in the unknown
I lose who I am,
just to find the truth,
and in the truth I find love
just as lost as me.

-S.J

the eyes of the sun reflect upon my skin,
I feel you staring into me,
burning right to my soul,
the skies cause relief,
because for one second
I,
captivated by you,
forgot to breath,
and my eyes walk the linear of yours,
to the bridge of your nose,
onto tracing the happiness wrinkled into your skin,
lines that lead to heaven,
and that have graced me to words of a hello,
bound by no one you mean more than the external,
beyond the soft supple skin tinted by an aura,
beauty you not only take my eyes but you rest in my mind.

-S.J

waiting for the drugs,
intoxicated by lust,
meeting a lifetime of waiting,
sobered by the rush,
dying,
nothing in this hull soul of a man,
his eyes blackened,
devouring the presence of light,
which brings pain that causes rigamortis between his lips,
she brings her love,
and he waits no more.

-S.J

surely i awaken in a sea of sheets,
filled with broken memories,
cascades flow in between the mountain regions of
my heart and
my love,
viewing all of us through a kaleidoscope,
broken we are never pieced together correctly,
drowning in the memories of the last kiss,
saved by angels calling,
you are my siren,
luring me in with lust,
and destroying me with passion,
surely i die in a sea of your selfishness,
bound by the peninsula of my heart,
your love,
and these hopes,
vastly we fall in love,
forget how to breath solely,
forget how to sleep with the lonely,
until we have to do it all again,
sailing the seas once again waiting to hear the voice
of the siren who once had me mystified,
drowning in her love.

-S.J