I want to run with you in the moonlight,
And hold you in the tide,
I want to stare at you forever,
Just to have you by my side.
I want to watch you while you're sleeping,
And listen to you breathe,
I want to kiss you ever so softly,
And make love until we fall asleep.
I want to let you into my soul,
Where you forever more would stay,
I want to laugh with you 'til morning,
And hold your hand all day.
I want to breathe you in so deep,
That your scent would never fade.
And surround you with emotions,
That I know you've always craved.
I want to take you on a journey,
Of a love that never dies,
And wrap you in the sunset,
And go soaring through the skies.
I want to keep you as mine forever,
Until my days are done,
Then be with you forever,
In the passion of the sun.

Hello stranger,
With cold eyes,
Lust is on your breath tonight,
On this floor,
Where so many have been before,
Just like you and I,

You are so familiar,
In the strangest way,
I know that look in your eye,
Wanting every part of me,
In the heat of everything,

These people swarm around,
Seeking what cannot be found,
Love on this dance floor?
Stranger you are making me dizzy,
With all your talk and kisses,

Stranger, you are so convincing,
With your blue eyed lies,
Making me forget my promises,
Made with a sober heart,
Not tonight, stranger, not tonight,

Tomorrow is a new day,
To pay for my mistakes,
I'm sorry lover,
Strangers get stranger everyday.

Artists are often
broken people
using the fragments of themselves
to create something new
and although
being healed
feels so complete
sometimes i want to be broken again
sometimes i want open wounds
so i can use the blood
to paint sunsets
so i can use the torn off pieces of skin as a canvas
so i can carve
masterpieces with the jagged bones left behind
but I can't bring myself to break my own heart in the name of Art

I know how to touch
You in many ways.
With the hands,
With the words,
With the eyes,
With thoughts,
But what I love most
Is rubbing you with my caressing silence.

~ Straight from my ♡

Let me be your own artist,

I'll change your
scars into stars,
the tears in your
eyes into butterflies
and your sufferings
into colorful
lanterns,
let me paint you
with the colors I
have, let me write
you using my
blood, my love,
You'll be the best
art and poetry
and our love story
would be the most
beautiful tale that
will be written
in the history.

we do not write poetry
we write mirrors
which are held up
to curious faces
who read
looking for their
own reflections

I want
to be the one your pen
and paper talk about