Her thoughts and I,
we stay awake
waiting for someone,
hoping for somethings
for the heart in pain
needs no tending
just a pinch of the divine
and that silver lining.

I think of the moments
we gently stole
from the curious eyes
of tired souls
our driving the distance
to escape our own
and finding the universe
in our palms, unfold.

There in the coffee shop
she stares at me
from the helpless tea bag
in scalding water.
In the bottle she would get
to quench her thirst
I find her asking if
my need's greater than hers.

The empty seat of car,
in front
is taken in her absence
by her memories warm
The gear shaft
without our fingers twined
is stripped bare
of our naked thoughts

The rains when they come,
they flood my heart
for a stormy noon
is still parked within
when the highway was lost
behind a sheet of rain
and in lights all turned on,
our tongues were mating.

Her breath is all over
this gluttony of a glass
half filled with wine,
half consumed by need
Now, the dam opens,
blood rising to the lips
flooding me with her thoughts
she can never read...

dear you
i wish i was beside you
the one to keep you warm at night
the one to give you comfort in life
and praise every single asepct of you
but i'm broken
and scared
my heart wants to come home
but it can't

Life years ago…
They were the good years.
No humans, no problems.
Life decades ago…
They were the great decades.
No humans, no problems;
No humans, no problems.
We messed up,
We made a perfect world; imperfect.
From our buildings to our trash,
We messed up.
No humans, no problems.
Long ago, that was perfect.

Have you seen darkness?
Felt darkness,
Been in darkness.
That quiet place in your mind,
Where butterflies die.
The emptiness,
The loneliness,
The place where children cry.
Where the villains lye,
And heartless men go,
The place very few know,
That's the darkness.

If all good things must come to an end
Then the nightmare of losing you is forever