in an old notebook
I found something disturbing
on every page

that day we met
I won't forget
in your eyes was fire
I had flat tires
but we made it home
I got you alone
fit just like a glove
when we made love

your father passed
you never asked
if I'd remain
I made it plain
and here we are
under the stars
a lot has changed
but it's the same

I won't forget
that day we met
when I was down
in you, I found
a heart to mend
and my best friend
when we're alone
I feel at home

two souls to merge
two hearts to mend
bright lights emerge
and colors blend
this masterpiece
what's left behind
is you and me
it's yours and mine

it's effects can be all-encompassing

and if it's forced, it's probably ****

about like a ****

work out for hour?
eat healthy and meditate?
don't wanna "alive"

sadly, I'm sadder
in this moment than I was
just moments ago

she's my puzzle

all the pieces are there,
but the box is missing

she's my chalice

I only fill her
with the finest

she's my mirror

and I am growing fond
of my reflection

she's my sword

ready to cut a path
through those who stand in my way

she's my shield

always there for me
in the heat of battle

she's my Queen
and it is an honor
to serve her

and she's my religion

she gives me something
to believe in

existence is pain
and all my daily pursuits
just leave me empty

as I watch you rest
the things I would do to you
would wake the neighbors

the words flow in chunks
like bad milk from a gallon
right into your cup