Among the art of dramatically stained coffee napkins, ***** plates and cheap fashion Magazines, she lay sleeping. Hugged by the lazy corner edge of a moth-eaten sofa bed.

'Paris I love you', it's what it said on her t-shirt, but the talking in her sleep was nice. There was Something about the way she tripped over the English language, she knew so well.

Here it was. Us.
The cinematic picture of immature love trying it's best to claw back real. Her porcelain face highlighted just enough by sun and glitter. If my eyes were shut, I wouldn't have seen the beautiful fireworks.

I don't know how we got here? so I kept rewinding these grand ideas of life and love. Hoping 'once apon a time' still had room for us.

("Art is never finished, only abandoned" - quote attributed to Leonardo da Vinci.)

I'm not finished yet!
I'm nowhere near complete
You know I'm not yet done
You know I'm not replete

So now's the perfect time
To pause and let me go
Time to pack away
Take that towel and throw

Put me in the drawer
Stand up and walk away
Go and fill the kettle
Or try that new cafe

Come back some time later
Then look at me afresh
Maybe ask your closest friend
To suggest some more or less

Once you've looked at me again
You may be surprised to find
You're not quite satisfied
And can't get peace of mind

I'm art, I'm not a race
There is no finish line
So please don't over-work me
I'm unfinished by design

imagine this
there's always the
kiss

right before the end
they have to tie you in
finish the deal

To show they were more than friends
I guess that's always been the trend
To see the happily ever after begin

Kick the Calendar
Take a ride to the other World
To stretch the Leathers
To leave your Feathers

A lady with a scythe has Visited
Leave the World
To listen to the crickets Sing
To have a garden Growing

Finish one's Day
Lower the curtain of Life
To be three meters Under
To take a Blunder

Candle gets Extinguished
Say goodbye to one's Life
To kick empty Space
To accept the Emprace

of Death

Its been a year since you said "i love you"
Time is so fast but what happened to you
My feelings haven't changed at all
Still, crying for you like a waterfall

Everything seems so fast
But here I am, still thinking of the past
The past of our really close friendship
The friendship that you now treat like nothing

I know I should move on
But you appear to be such a phenomenon
I know this feeling is really wrong
But please bear with me for this will take long

When you said you love me
All I did was to believe and agree
But now looking back,
It breaks my heart so bad

I don't need a poem written about me.

I mean, I could argue whether or not it's worth it to write about me. I am an original among billions of people but only so many people are going to get to know me. And fewer than that will want to talk about me or write about my life and how it affected theirs.

So really now, what is there to tell?

You can start with what event brought us together...
And end with how you think everything will work out.

I'm giving up my author status for a short time to let someone else tell this story.

Because right now, I need another opinion.

So I'll leave the paper here.
Write what you will.
And write with everything you've got.

48(Cd)
is a highly toxic, poisonous and soft metal used in many production processes, but mainly mixed with Sulfate to make the color yellow.

metal is suppose to be tough.
Not malleable, ductile and easily cut.
Polished to a lustrous finish but will corrode in due time.

I am Cadmium;
soft and easily cut, my finish does not last, I can be poisonous if you don't filter me.
But if you mix me correctly, I am a beautiful Yellow.

You used to ease my pain,
in you I placed my trust
but trust's a broken bicycle
and now the bicycle rusts,
I'd go miles to
make you smile insane,
but now you won't do the same

We lost our spark,
sweet notes and goodnight
before the night
grew teeth in the dark,
I'll hold your hand forever,
Let go never.

The day has claws,
you know the wars I wage
and you leave me
at the monster's jaw,
ready to be taken away,
I love peace but
you're on my last nerve,
I'm tempted to
cut the ties that bind me to you.

We lost our spark,
no more sweet notes
and goodnight,
I'm a prisoner of the dark,
You'll hold my hand never,
Let go forever.