The days they blend
and bend
only to begin again.

So I take shape
  for my name sake
  to placate
  makeshift benevolence.

Where common courtesy
   meets common sense
Where your pretty penny            
   changes to a pence
   now it's worthless.

You feel the mask
   it shields your gums
   from a razor tongue
   bleeds blue
   but all you see is red.

This mockery you
   have made of me
   what a tragedy
   catastrophe.

You won now
    a trophy
in the evening hour
    take my mind
I won't be needing it

Not like I used to-
Not like us two
    got used to the abuse
Who used who?
   You used me.

Let us be like trees in autumn.
Let us turn colors and leave the landscape of this world more beautiful than it was before.
Let others bask in the purity of our evolutionary changing leaves.

May we not be afraid to shed our skin.
May we know that even when we are most barren, like the branches of winter it will not last.

Spring will come again.
It will put bark back on our trunks.
It will feed our roots that we embedded deep within the earth.
It will allow us to bloom again.

The sky was blue and beautiful
Then suddenly the clouds became dark
You didn't tell me you'd come
I felt your raindrops into my skin

Now I am soaking wet
But then longer and longer,
I'm starting to enjoy your company
Now I wish you'll stay

Been loving you dearly
Suddenly you stopped
You didn't tell me you'd leave
I feel so upset and lonely

If only you told me you'd come
If only you told me you'd leave
I shouldn't love you deeply
Now I'm left alone sad, broken and empty

A picture may paint a thousand words, but a word can communicate a thousand images.

Like a wilting rose,
your petals break and cascade
from your too tired body.

Isn't it funny how things,
are most beautiful
right before they
die.

I gaze upon your beauty
Breathtaking in its wonder
I lie nestled in exquisite solitude
Beholding your majesty
King to my Queen
In hushed reverence
Dominating my vision
Noble in simplicity
I surrender myself to your moment
Giving up my heart
Abandoning all sensibility
Knowing you will never forsake me
Lulled by the gentle flooding
Of desire to never leave this place
Or your fascination

(C) Pixievic