Me and you, we fall like rain
              We spin, we crash, and we cascade.
You and I, we burn like flames
              We dance, entwine, a masquerade.

Pulling each other deep within the most sacred spaces
              We invade.

With a single look, one secret touch
             right before our lips just brush.

You are mine and I am lost in the feeling of your fingertips
tracing up and down my spine.

I'm afraid I'll end up living a small life,
in a small place,
and my small dreams
are just what remain.
That when I'm decaying somewhere
far underground and returning
to where I began
All I'll be is a small memory
in just another brain.
The words I've scribbled (or typed)
will all be long gone.
the people I made smile
will be all far away.
I'm afraid of when
my small spirit starts to fade.

Take the rainbow bridge,
End the sentimental journey,
For an adventure awaits,
To those who dare.

Take the quest,
Conquer the mysteries,
Find the secret escapes,
Of the Promised Land.

3am; I look out the window and all I see
Are lights - my one and only company

But these lights are unlike me
They never have to worry about blowing out
Because they do and they will
And I wish that I, too, would fade away somehow
To belong with the tender imagination of my swollen skin
Or even a nightmare
Give me one of these
Give me all of them
Anything but the blank limbo of nightspeak
The loud voices in my head that break the silent peace
Long before the call of the first free wing
Signaling the rising of the sun
And the dark of the day to come

4am; I am dancing with my devils
No longer counting sheep
There is futility in savouring
A darkness we cannot keep

5am; I am battered beyond belief
Swollen wounds and sunken cheeks
As if my fists were made for this

6am; I awake from consciousness
With bones that feel too heavy
I watch the last star flee
And wait for the cycle to repeat

I had closed the door upon my wounded heart
and I wouldn't let anyone in
I had trusted and loved only often to be hurt
but was determined it would never happen again!

I then locked that door and took that old rusty key
and flung it as long and as far as I could
this time it was different I wouldn’t give in
For my heart was at last closed for good!

Then one winter day you entered my life
And I realized my heart had been lifted
That tiny little key that I had hurled hard away
Was just seconds from being re-gifted!

It was at this moment when you held out your hand
there was only one thing I could possibly do
a smile crossed my lips…it was then that I knew
That the key to my heart… it was you!