Wondering through the ether of my heart lines,
messy, smoldering smoke ribbons
leading me to everywhere and tethered nowhere.
Love is a woven mess;
a nest of all the discarded twigs and leaves
still, the hollow is so warm and soft.
If only this, if only that,
nothing will stop the ache when it all comes back.
Flashing like gold glints streaking through consciousness
I was hoping I would forget about you
but I keep picking up the twigs.

I am lost in our neverness
this world is to tight to live in.
so close, I can reach out to touch you;
so far, I can never get close enough.
a flash of a smile,
a warm look ,
trading a million secrets in our eyes...
I live for such moments that come so rare
yet, every second, every heartbeat
counts down to you.

Oh Im tired of trying not to offend.
speaking diplomactically till the end
well if you arent offending anybody you havent stood up for anything
silence is deafening so are the words you want them to hear.
shout it out to the world
the biggest '*******!' ever heard!

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******* terrorists here and ******* terrorists there
whatever. Call yourself a religious man? I see a  devious zelot holding hands unwittingly with the devil.sure did a number on your *****.
whatever.
Call yourself a Cop? I see a sadistic ****** **** I;ve seen more competence and less violence in a shopping mall guard. Power got you tripping up and all over.
whatever.
Call yourself a mother? pimping your baby daughters out strung out on some **** and like its all you got.
whatever.
Call yourself a father? leering at your brothers daughter? invading your sisters son?
whatever
Call yourself a human being walking past all those people you could have helped? sat in your comfortable home and uncomfortable shoes recounting your dramas.
whatever.

Call yourself an angry hurt teenager? grow the **** up! put the knife in the sink and do some ******* dishes, put the gun back where it belongs and go out and play in the sun. take your fantasy ******* for what it is nothing its all  whatever.

**** it up and **** it in. pour yourself out and start giving. giving something whatever just make it something ******* nice for ***** sake

Im standing up for the truth you can do something if you want but whatever.

my words escape me
****, a very versatile word;
I'll use it, *******!

guttural groans seep
releasing themselves from me
I ******* ache for you!

The missing returns a thousand times faster than it leaves
Grabbing nothing but air and fantasy.
We used to paint the skies in colours you and I
Now the strokes are of no substance
Tracings of heat dissipating like my hope to catch our meaning
It's a guttural instinct,
a fidelity that knows no carnality only the faintest hope of it.

Another groan escapes me.
Oh **** I miss you,
like the desserts miss the rain!
I ******* need you!
Worse than the Poet needs the pain.

I know you're thinking of me
For the simplest of facts you know I'm thinking of u.
Caught myself in a bunch of spare time
driving around with those love songs we'd dedicate to eachother.
Stupid lines that cut the situation out perfectly
each song followed by a perfect sync to the facts of our love.
It was a glorious time
Passion and danger, love on the rocks,
Everyday something new. Fleeting heart moments all fallen askew
"Tell me how to love you" you would often ask while doing it as perfectly as i didn't know i wanted.
Gotta turn off this radio.
This **** is getting too real again.
The music stops in time with the stoplight as as if on cue.
I felt you, a raw energy drawing my head to the side.
i looked at the same exact moment you did to see the light of our eyes. You were right there.
It took 2 seconds of eternity before the lights changed still managing to transfer a universe of missing between us as we turned in opposite directions.
I know you're thinking of me.
For the simple fact I'm still thinking of you.

*****!

Lifted gaze,
wonderment envelops me.
Wandering stars never too far from home
Cradled in your dark velvet swaths
How you dance in your procession lines and careful swirls of infinity
Which of your glittering hoards are assigned to my lonely heart?
where do I start?
my soul's beacon burns so bright,
Where are you my guiding light?
What colour is your frquency?
is it the same colour as mine?
are we of the same hue, or complementary opposites copper and cobolt blue?
What colour does our love shine together ?
swirls of purple blues and pinky red hues?
perhaps together we shine twice as bright?
little glitter beads of light,
lead me to a love to last forever through the streams of time
a glittered dart to show the way across the endless velvet dark
to the other half of my vacant longing heart
are we destined to be together or endlessly apart?

Am i destined to a life gazing upon the velvet dark,
wondering which speck of glitter is yours, and which is mine?
In the meantime; I kinda like that blue one.
it matches my mood.

*Unbeknownst to her aching heart just behind  a star just like hers only bluer twinkled brightly in her past.