All the things I would tell you,
if you were awake
Things I would do
The things I would confess
I would tell you of my heart
and how it aches
I would share my mind and ask of yours
I would take a trip into your complex arena
I would ask how it functions
And dwell in its sanctuary
The things I would dream in watching you
Showing my desire
If you were aware, I would give you myself
I yearn for your embrace
The touch of your soul into my care
If you were awake,
I would tell this all

We fell in love in October
sharing laughs
and lemon sherbets

while everyone else faded away

We fell in love in the dark
when breathing hurt
and every day was the same

stuck alone with our pasts

We fell in love in the rain
waiting for the clouds to clear
and for weather to change

we fell in love when we shouldn't have done

but we wouldn't want it to change

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, wonder for the above not the below:}


no cry

no baggage to fly

keep on stimulating the deny

or maybe the break that takes a taste a lie

over the clouds I'm high

don't know if I want to belong if I want to draw or die


                                                                                    ------ravenfeels

there are secrets that I
have trouble admitting even for myself.
and less yet more than myself
admitting to others.
I can spill some dark secrets
some entirely perverse
damaging
degrading
killing
secrets and
yet there are some that I cannot
I cannot
even talk or think about
or imagine
and therefore I will not speak
you will not know.