They grow.
Some on trees so tall
Some on bushes,  
So very small.

They fall.
Such a long way to the ground
Fluttering and floating all the way down.

They all die.
Such a pity how a beauty growing up high
Lives such a short life only to die.

They're remembered.*
When you think back to the beautiful summer,
You remember the colors covering the trees
Just think how dull the forest would be
Without all those *Leaves

Darling why haven't you left yet?
How can your bright eyes see so much in me?
Dear, how can you kiss my lips when such ***** words have lived there?
Lovely please stop crying.
You say you'll love me for the both of us.
You kiss the ground I stomp on.
You saved me and it's all your
god
dammed
fault.
I adore you, bright eyes.

I used to think I needed you to be happy but you didn't believe me,
You didn't think I was happy so you said your goodbyes,
It's a shame you left though,
And now you want me back,
Once I learned how to happy without you,
I guess I don't need you as much as I thought I did,

I’m not normally one for romantic poetry,
I’m not normally one for love,
I’m not normally once to crave another,
I’m not normally one to let someone else in
Why is it you my dear,
That I am so drawn to?
Does the answer lie in your scarlet hair?
Or your faint grin?
Does the answer lie in your bottomless eyes?
Perhaps the answer lies in your heart?
I prefer not to know
I prefer the keep the mystery veiled in secret
I prefer to let our love dance in those foggy New Orleans streets
Floating over the puddles and making love to the romance that hangs in the air
Perhaps I’ll find it around the next corner,
Setting with the sun,
Or falling like the rain.
Swooning over the moon,
Like lonely clouds
During midnight
That’s where I prefer to believe,
Our love lies

You told me you dreamt of stars
From before cave painters
And ice ages
Celestial


You said you came from the time
Before “Let there be light”
When light and dark pooled
And eddied together


You said we could exist
In an isolated state
When even oil and water were in love
And we are but atoms


And you said
We could run away from
The ills and the joys and
The businessmen clocking in on time


But I am a cynic
And a threw down your sonnets
And your romance
Because I’m not a dreamer

I know, I know
I’ve been told so many times to give it up.
That what happened when I wasn’t there
Was what made her the girl I loved
But the problem is, now that we’ve moved on
She’s still the girl I loved
She’s still the girl who is liked
And I’m still the guy who is not.

You can’t necessarily turn feelings off,
I mean I have, but it wasn’t good
It kind of ended in misery, to be honest.
I think thats why she’s gone,
In a way I mean, on top of disasters past, and
Mainly because of everything we said to one another.

It kills me, you know, knowing she’s fine
That she’s probably gone on and found some other, new guy,
While I sit here at night, writing line after line
Of sad poetry and lyrical lies.
I’m sure he’s taller, of course, she likes that a lot,
She always wanted love taller than 5’9”.

It kills me, you know, knowing she’s fine
While I’m sitting alone at home,
Cooking dinner for one over an open stove.
Writing these god awful, sad sappy poems
That no one will ever even read.
It kills me, you know, knowing she’s fine
All the while I’m sitting at home
Slowly burning inside.