The breath of the wind raises hairs on her neck.
She breathes out a clouded breath of whiskey fire.
Outside the venue, she kicks her shoes, waiting.
Where's the loser on the drum kit?
She knows she blows the set with her absence, but she can't
Stop tapping her heel at the wall, measuring splits in bricks
With her nicotine fingernails.
Where's She? She's such a *****.
The whole day closes in, in an instant, night descends.
Her twentieth cigarette dances in a rush to end it,
But her eyes catch sight of the mauve and indigo sky through
Buildings over bridges. Twilight ignites her quarter candlestick.
Outside the venue she kicks her shoes, waiting.
Outside her lonely lungs drink carcinogen
to an eager death with smokers. Cough.
Cough cough cough
Cool as ice.

He soars high, floating in her wake
Inhaling every detail of her flowing grace
Her brushes of touch, causing him to shake
Delicate weaving hearts of leather and lace

Inspiration sails high, with her drifting in his mind
Ripples from deep emotions, she elegantly paints
Closing his eyes, entrusting her, flying blind
Together, one with the other, interlinking chains

Flickering fates of fireflies under stars aligned
Precious moments in time, worlds collide
A rendezvous in the Milky Way, by design
Consummating souls kiss passionately, ignite

Take aim at this paradoxical world
and pull the trigger without hesitation.

Once I felt the warmth of a falling tear,
I thought I understood what kindness was.
But why do I still continue to cause pain,
Giving birth to more hatred?

The pain creaks and groans, but the strength it's given me,
Will gently envelop the future someday.

Take aim at this paradoxical world,
and pull the trigger without hesitation.
Gently embracing this sadness,
covered in red tears...

Just as impulses ringing aloud,
changing to the sound of...
a new beginning.

A twisted noise fills my ears,
As a memory gnaws away inside my head,
But if I merely stand here, hoping for the best,
Not a single thing will change.

Even though my heart is beating, I can feel a certain flicker,
So before this faintly shining flame disappears...
I'll face the version of myself cowering in the past,
And let it loose without fear.

Believing in tomorrow and smashing through that door
That's been rusted shut...

Just as strained emotions
ripping through
a silent night.

Falling stars flash,
And the world is born again...
Once we see the curtains open upon the night sky...

Take aim at this paradoxical world
and pull the trigger without hesitation.
Gently embracing this sadness,
covered in red tears...

Just as impulses ringing aloud,
changing to the sound of...
a new beginning.

When I think of You
I Hum from Within
The kind of Song
Where True Love Sings

There is no mistaking
Or Heart Aching
Just the Rush
Of Blood Pulsating

Perfect timing
Rhythmically Exciting
Love Igniting
A Song so Striking

When I Think Of You /La La La
When I Think of You/La La La
When I Think of You
Yes When I Think Of You....

DLR
24/10/2016

Thirteen degrees,
and I wish you
*were here next to me,
To warm my bones,
ignite purpose,
inspire verses,
create immortality
because you will never leave
*my words.