Like a mad tune you ring
Reverberating
Inside the turmoil of my head
Calming the fret
Strange notes you play
Like the petals of a rose
Falling on a flamenco guitar
On a lifeless day
Where words I mumble are in prose
In my world where silence is ******
And joy is unknown
I listen to
The queer notes that you plucked
Dark curtains are torn
Easing the tension
In my spirit
This music you create
Is all but silence
And sans it
The petals of the rose
I reckon
might sadly wilt.

You were a time change
four-four transformed to three-four
hard rock to soft waltz

Blinded windshield, a steady drop.
Cling to the wheel, brake only to stop.
Beginning a journey we hope will not end
Alone and forgotten, the rules which will bend.
Lights shut off, and wipers too,
Gathering weather impedes the view.
Turning the dial to will the bass
The sound feels good as it hits our face.
Faltering eyes, we shut them tight
And activate our fight-or-flight.
That instinctive buzz, the hormone release
Strikes our body and makes us feel free.
A temporary rush as we end our day
Leaves us breathless, and hopeless, with nothing to say

keep certain music closer to you
than any person,
and know that you’re
entirely worthy
of using that music.

stay, king.
stay king.

We were stumbling back to the car, late at night on aching feet,
Our worn out voices sounding raspy and weak
Makeup smudging on our eyelids and cheeks

Arms entangled, it started with you looping your arm through mine,
Then my hand found its way to your shoulder
And somehow we were holding hands again
It was all a blur.

Your words were slow and slurring
As if you were thinking through honey
For me not so,
my mind quick as ever to put my thoughts into words

Instead my insides felt fizzy
Your blurring remarks making me giggly.
“That’s a church”
You mutter faintly,
Waving a hand towards the Cathedral
Giggles escape from my mouth,
Growing into laughter
I try to make it sound dainty.

Perhaps the passerby thought we were drunk,
But we hadn’t had a sip of alcohol
You were drunk on tiredness and music
And I was high on dying love and music.

If I tell you all my flaws warent my choices but situation that didn't even care about my own

If I admit that i was wrong in every argument would you believe me

If I tell you that I was too proud to apologize after every fight because I was taking advantage of your love ,would you take me back?

If I show you that I though all my wrongs were right and how I thought all my lies were right would you take me back?

If I tell you that in your arms I felt more alive and I appreciate every moment and just acted like it wasn't enough and admit my wrongs, would you take me back?

Would you take me back to mend your broken heart and take your mind to Paradise to recover everything that I left wounded ,would you take me back?

If I get down on my knees and promise you my life not the earth because the last time I promised you the earth it didn't work out would, you take me back?

If I drop a tear in front of your eyes and admit that I was a lie and promise you honesty for the rest of your life ,would you take me back?

If I hold you tight and promise not to let you down and share your tears when you're down and never let your knees touch the ground, would you take me back?

If I promise to always be around and never leave you for someone and stay with you in the dark until the light arrives ,would you take me back?

But two questions in my heart, did you regret being in love with me?,and would you take me back?