Weeping like a weeping willow
My saddened tears on the night stand
singed and evergreen

Your intoxicating essence
Far more than just beautiful to me
Your unmasked aura
Equivalent to that of a angelic queen

Unequivocally Beauty captured in timeless  moments
When even Portraits turns to stare
For just a glimpse of that smile again
I'll gladly give my pining soul as the coined fare.

A fleeting glimpse outside my window pain
Is daily all that I see
One day courage will lend me it's wings
And by ironic fate we will meet

Until then my love
I will silently love from the shadows
One day our union will be horrifically famed
Like that of a beautiful rose inside of a open grave.

God
It's almost one AM
And I'm still thinking of you
And how your hands touched me
Like my body was a land to explore
Cliché dreams gone to waste
But I still endlessly loved you.
God
It's almost two AM
And I'm still thinking of you
And how your lips tasted
Like the leftover cheap whiskey
Cliché dreams dwindled to dust
But I still carelessly loved you.
God
It's almost three AM
And I'm still thinking of you
And how your eyes sparkled
Like icy oceans meeting deep seas
Cliché dreams faded to grey
But I still senselessly loved you.
God
It's almost four AM
And I'm still thinking of you
And how your voice sounded
Like rasp and rough melodies
Cliché dreams turned to nothing
But I still mindlessly loved you.
God
It's almost five AM
And I'm still thinking of you
And how your body smelled
Like stale ***** and strawberry wine
Cliché disappeared to air
But I still hopelessly loved you.
God
It's not six AM
And I'm tired of thinking of you
And how you made me feel
Like a powerless, punch-drunk fool
Cliché dreams I won't hold on to anymore
Since I've learned to stop loving you.