We haven’t talked the same in weeks.
I miss waking up in your arms and
Falling asleep after an early morning
Waking up when the sun went down
And the moon came up. I miss the feeling
I got when I saw you and you pressed your
Hungry lips to mine and I could feel the
Desperation and how much you missed
My touch in that time that we were apart.
I miss the way you called me drunk and
Hugged me tight with every goodbye, the
Way you pressed me against the wall and
Kissed me when they left the stairwell.
That rush of adrenaline when we had a moment
Alone and those smiling eyes when we got caught.
****, I miss you. I miss falling asleep with a smile
On my face and your kiss on my forehead. I miss
The way I first fell in love on that balcony at
That nearly vacant club, the first time you kissed me
How my heart stopped and my breath caught when
You leaned towards me. I miss the way you smiled
Against my lips when I laughed at myself. I
Miss the way your hands explored me softly
But hungry all at once. I miss the giddy
Feeling I got when you first asked me to
Spend the night, the way I curled up next to
You with my head on your chest with the feeling
Of your heartbeat lulling me to sleep. They tell
Me to move on but they don’t understand. They
Don’t know how hard it is to ignore all these
Things I miss and simply move on.

- I miss you

Beauty,
          is what she looks like
Sadness,
          within her light
Darkness,
          comes with her presence
Wings,
          carry me in the night
Mountains,
          hold us way behind
Winds,
          when skies are tight
Luck,
          is all what we need
Happiness,
          is far from my sight
Future,
          is not coming through
God,
          please make things right

The tightest grip on a loose tether string

I want to lose control
Be in control
How can they happen twice - at once?

I feel you, I see you, and its pounding.
I'm pounding.
And I can't lose myself, I can't lose control.
Oh You -  and how I stand alone again.

And when I do, lose control, I lose you.
But I need to lose control to get you.

Do I know what to say, do?
How to act....
How to feel...
I want to stay away.
I want you to stay away.
Or I may lose control, and I mean control over my senses

Yet, I need to stop worrying about controlling you or me.
Controlling how I want everything to happen.
You to happen,
Me to feel

So let it flow, free fall, tumble and take its wave.
Tumble on the shore, and pull back into the current - once more, it splashes down on the wet sand
And each curvature in the wave is so different, pushed by wind, and shaped by geography
And each push and pull towards you, should flow
As I realize this, I may lose my grip

And release

you are my ripe and tender peach
yet I strain for just one touch
you're too far away for my reach
exhausted I sit down and cry
distance proves to be too much
wow, I wish that I could fly

I take a breath and give a sigh
a mind filled with mists so deep
in a branch you are way up high
wet from my tears I drift asleep

so tightly held in your leaves
I wake with eyes opened wide
you sway under dawns soft light
my excitement I just can't hide
tender peach, my wondrous sight

I do not hold my Loves close enough
As they break away and fade
I am left with the weepings of their shadow and receding warmth

My greed for valuables, taking my privilege as always there
Every rock of the boat
I see I'm truly drowning, no one to bail me out
They all left, were thrown overboard or willingly went
Only their unfinished cups of happiness left

Should have asked for a note written just for me
To be as selfish, so when they leave as well as tragic's
I shall have something to hold on catch my dry tears

I do not hold on enough to the scraps of my memories
They hold the knowledge my past and heartbreak
I have such a pathetic grip, make those that stay not fade away
For even just a second to relive time
Hug my past a little longer, maybe it will be different
Think twice before you loosen your hand

Hold your loves closer than me.

She flutters in her lovely world as lightly as ever
Astonished gaze of mine never ceases to follow her,
A magic trick of beauty that’s meant to wander forever
Hold tight instead and you’d be snuffing out her color...

AT NIGHT WHEN I'M ASLEEP IN MY DREAMS I TRY TO SCREAM BUT NOTHING EVER COMES OUT. WHO AM I? WHO ARE YOU? I WANT TO KISS MY BEST FRIEND AND I WANT TO KISS A STRANGER AND I WANT TO KISS A MAN AS OLD AS MY FATHER. ALL TONGUE AND TEETH AND RAW AND *****; JUST KISS ME, I'M IRISH IS A SYNONYM FOR DRUNK.