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My life is like a spiders web
Strand for strand intertwined
An ordered chaos built each day
From my soul this web is lined

Twisted and tangled in a mess
Full of insects which upon I feast
These are the bad memories that I have
Deep inside I conceal the beast

Because of those moonlit nights
My web shimmers like a lake
These are the good times that shine
Those memories shall never break

Some strands of my web
Are sticky and gross
But all in all they stand strong
Because this is just how life goes

A web of unimaginable entanglement
Strand for strand intertwined
An ordered chaos built through time
This web my soul has lined
 Feb 2016 SpiritHeart67
M
Tell me your secrets as you weave your fingers between my thighs
Teach me your history as your eyes knock down my mind
Tell my why while we both get high

Please let me into your world as you tell me I complete it
Please let me win you over as you coach me; tell me more as you tell me "more"
Let's close our eyes like we always do, this time opening our minds and allowing ourselves to see
I can't catch feels; too late.
There is a deep space
In the corners of our minds,
Where our hearts dwell,
Solemnly, and in silence.
Patiently, the stillness draws closer,
The feeling recedes,
As all awareness is numbed.

The quietness takes hold,
We are asleep
And alone,
All on our own;
And we meet ourselves,
See what we've never known--
The darkness inside
That gives way to the light,
That shines from within us,
Like moonlight slowly caressing
The earth,
Consoling it,
To not fear the darkness
Of space.

We awaken then
To realize,
What we hold within us,
The energy,
The positivity,
To overcome,
To strive forward
And move on the path
That would lead
Simple beings like us
To *greatness...
It's not the poison that it's poisoning you
Is the reason why you take the poison
I pic my poison and it's you
Nothing can **** me like you do
 Sep 2014 SpiritHeart67
ZWS
Should just leave you alone
All I'll ever be is a change in tone
I think I could love again
But the doubts already been reflected in my lens

People are probably more right about me than I've never been
I thought my past was supposed to tell me what I want for my future
But that accident was more than a fender bend

I try to take all the bad with the good
I figure if things happen, that's how they should
But when everything's going okay
Where's the success in that without having to pay
Everything that was ever great becomes transparent
And you lose sight of something that was so opaque

And with the lack of imagery
How will we find symmetry
Your side is perfectly alined
And mine is all white washed from the pine
Don't tell me you're fine
Without me your personality subsides
A man is nothing but his confidence
But you're too caught up in your pompous dance
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