Broken tears
The hope of war
Hard hearts beating
The burning bed
Maybe hands and heads see eyes
And devils magic
mad love can never be happy
Little fallen moon
The deeper ocean
Children and monsters
The red star
Maybe hopes and dreams see faces
And dancing moments
Still
Mad love can never be happy
A hiding hell
The new cold fire
Imagined angels
To bring you death
Maybe love can't bring you joy
Its just illogical longing
Mad love can never be happy

I am a wall you carve your name into
A stencil in time and motioning hands
Beckon me forward
Call me as though my ears were formed to know your voice
And music could not exist without your skin
I am a ship in open ocean
Battered and bruised by belligerent waves
Carry me under
I am in current meant to wash your star-lit shore
And your island is my earth

My star cannot shine
Unless your eyes can see
My seas are your words
My gold is your dirt
My sun is your hope
My heart is yours

My gold is your dirt
I am the son of the soil
And you the seed
May these roots of sycamore grow
And reach your vision
I am a star only if your universe allows

I am an empty desire and an early death
An unmarked grave
In a battle ground
An unknown soldier spilling blood to win your war
I could never give my life
I never was alive

Except for you

My gold is your dirt
The land your feet will walk on
I will worship the sidewalk
And love a ghost of memory
Never forgetting a shade of blue
I place nothing above you

I want to feed you
Not feed the flame
I want to be the field
I want to be the rain
A seed inside your heart
Till the soil
Plant the crops
I want to be the harvest
And with the sunshine of love
We watch it grow

Not feed the flame
Not pushing wood unto a hearth
Tumultuous skies
And violent earth
And uneasy heavens
The only fire I want to feel
I use to cook for you a meal
Eat until you have your fill
Leaving room for my dessert

I want to feed you
Sustenance in ****** form
Nourishment for the soul
I want to feed you
You're starving appetite
I want to be your bread
I want to be your meat
A kitchen in a castle
A recipe for a queen
Ingredients in order
I want to be your dinner
The last meal that you eat
Before you go to sleep
I want to be your dream

The last meal that you need
And everything was leading to
From the seed, the soil, the rain
The time it took to let it grow
The mind that cultivates
The hands in the field
The back-breaking labor
The knowledge of the chef
I am your food
Laid upon your table
I want to feed you

I will cry because the sun is setting
The advance of age
A fire catching
I used paper as the kindling
Its a fire out of control
It burns us all
Heart and soul
It burns us all into the ash
I should sing to you my setting sun
But inky tears will fall
A lonesome sob
I could beat upon an instrument
A drum of earthenware
But its only brittle dirt
Its only dust
Becoming us

I cannot sing
My empty soul
But I can hope
My tears are music to your ears
I cannot sing the pain I feel
The pain that's real
From loving you
From touching every part of you
My sighs melodious
My laments significant
My hopes through all my fears
The sun only sets to rise

Let the sun rise again
Let it rise over us
Let it be the light
Let it break this darkness

I love you as dying light
A flame ephemeral in the darkest night
The eyes of a ghost
The thorns of a rose
The blood I give unto your name
I only hear your voice in dreams
And awakened
I hear your pleading screams
Your tears that fall in streams
Your oceans
Only hoping for an island
I love you as your legs
I watch them run away
To some paper world
Where the engravings aren't on rocks
But stains on papyrus
And the colors fade with years
And get buried by the time
I chisel into suns your wants
I mark upon the walls your eyes
I score upon the earth your flame
I grow into your wings as wind
I love you as hands are meant to touch
As waking up will keep a dream
Where the sum of the parts is lesser than the whole
And your breath taste sweeter with my name on your lips
I love you as a siren in the night
As music
As warning
As peace of sunny day
As turbulency storming
I love you as the rain
My fingers skywards falling
You are more than skin to me
More than a thought
Better than dream
A part of my everything
I can only know
I was born when you became

These hands are meant to touch
My arms are made to hold
I was made to feel
Every part of you

She is a gypsy queen
My queen
Who sees sadness in my eyes
And falls in love
She is on the road
And in the stars
Hanging over me as clouds
Shining over me as suns
She is a gypsy queen
Belladonna
A femme fatale fatally stricken
And falling further
She lives by her own rules
And in her dreams
Where our bodies intertwine
And in our hearts

We both know
We know it well
Nothing last forever
Not even pain

I wondered if she could love
But I know she does
Even love that is ending
Never dies
She fell in love
With the sadness in my eyes
And broke her own rules
To see me smile

I fell in love with dying suns
Chasms and cataclysms
I fell in love with landslides, avelanches, and falling rocks
I fell in love

I count the days
I count the hours

I fell in love with distant shores
Fading tides and raging oceans
I fell in love with angry water, jet streams, and all the currents
I fell in love

I count the days
I count the minutes

I fell in love with  the world you know
Hungry poor and feasting monarchs
I fell in love with your hope, your dreams, and your despair
I fell in love

I count the days
I count the seconds

I fell in love with your feet
Walking through the world we see
I fell in love with the mud, and the dirt, and the street
I fell in love

I count the steps