They met in a pink field,
And they fell in love
with the slowness of a blooming flower.

They drank all their essences
as dry roots do with the rain.

Suddenly it became too much,
And their dried up
as a rose without oxygen.

Wednesday began to tear me apart.
Thursday didn’t want me.
Friday, you broke my heart.
Saturday surely hated me.

If the week could break a heart.
Then a day ripped mine apart.
Like some sort of organized crime,
I was betrayed by time.

So, I left time for the sky
The clouds, they held me so tight.
I fell in love with the way each star shined,
But only because they reminded me of your eyes.

And every night,
The wind would whisper your name softly in my ear,
And sing to me quietly,
Wiping away my tears.

During the day,
I would lose my soul to the sea.
I only wanted to feel okay.
My intention was not to be a cheat.

I didn’t mean to tear you apart.
I thought you didn’t want me.
I was afraid you’d break my heart,
So, instead, I made you hate me.

Because, every time you told me you didn’t care
I felt lumps in my throat.
And when you weren’t there,
Only the ocean was there to keep me afloat.

Your eyes used to shine so bright,
Your soul was made up of all the sun’s light.
But your eyes don’t shine quite as bright,
Because that’s where you hide all of your lies.

Being in love is like following a voice through chaos.
Now I've lost the voice and choas has disappeared.
The voice may come from different speakers throughout your life, but it's always wisdom, soothing and correct.

She's told me hold on and all that.
Why'd she go I don't know.
We were making it.
We were.
Oh well, I'll know her when I hear her again.
It will be some time, though, as I recognize I still have a significant distance to fall before I can pick myself up and prepare myself again for chaos, chaos that holds the voice. I'm gaining a lot of weight.

Friends with modesty, honesty and quality
Friends with novelty, loyalty and equality,
Is What all desire,
And
Friends with disability, social inequality and religiosity,
Friends with 'weird' human ecology, and 'discriminating' ideology...
None wants to acquire..

Some traits of these,
Are undesirable for sure,
But not even a single person of them,
Need to be ignore(d)...

We all are humans, we all are friends,
We all are lovers of humanity,
We all are creators of humanity and
We all are sufferers of humanity...

We all are friends, we all are a family,
We all are a human colony..

Delilah baby I can feel the weight of you in my arms.

I can feel my k to z love for you and see how that laugh of yours makes people cry
and how that smile pierces my heart because it looks just like his did.

I can feel the sun kissing each one of our toes as we sit overlooking the grand canyon in the kaleidoscope sunset.
your spider fingers are wrapped in my hair like a plea to never be left alone
your spindle legs are all knobby kneed and pale entwined with mine.

baby he left me not you.

I was a hurricane and he loved you too much to look

afraid that one glance and he'd be head over heels reeling out of control
like you were the drug and he was the addict.

they say everything happens for a reason and you are my reason.

Delilah baby you are the here and the now of forever.
the stop sign on the corner is an obstacle for street racers but its a godsend because its just enough of a pause for me to kiss you between the eyes.

and I can't ever finish anything so this story isn't complete

and at the top of the pass where the air is clear enough if we sing loud enough maybe he will hear us and remember who he left behind.

I love you
Through tear tired eyes
Into sweet dreams.