I don’t believe it’s really true
But I keep searching for it
In caves
On the stage
Behind the door
Through an open window
Perhaps I’ll find it in a closet
Or my shower
I thought I glimpsed it in the north
I keep thinking it really is in the east
Nothing connects
No pattern or concentration
And this is why
I don’t really believe it’s true

wish you would
leave me alone
and I would hate that
want you in my life
but out of it
and away
need your touch
despise it
making me feel like the sexiest
as my ego suffers

I would be all in
and more
I would bring the agony
and ecstasy
You would bring
the joyous devastation

I cried your tears
Filled you with laughter
You gave me

A Yearning

You are the carrot
The oasis
The shelter

Cover me. Feed me. Sate me.

And now….
I know.
And you told me enough.
What I needed to hear from you.
******.
Nothing more. Nothing less.
But hey,
you know,
at least I’m a person.

Accepting fate
Fall into place
Ten day race

Another juncture
When it punctures
And you rupture

This parallel joining
Somewhat adoring
Or call of mourning

Going to drown
Being a clown
Now I found

A new beginning
It’s your trimming
I am Winning

If I can
I will push you off
To see how well
You are balanced
I want to know
If you are already
Leaning over the edge
Will it take a shove
Or just a little pinprick
I might even help you
Walk to the side
Hold your hand
While you take a gander
Tell you that is ok
To peer over the side
Because that’s the easiest
Way to let go

I want to be heard
Take that moment
To listen to my words
Perhaps hear my heart
Beat—in them
The duty of my soul
When my spirit says
“I’m over here”
Then you might
Know me
If you even wanted to

Living this limbo
I want you
So badly
I want you to need me
I need you to need me
I miss you
Without even touching you
I don’t get it
You worm your way in
Every time
I hate it
I love it
And I fall
Into your words
Your song
The whispers you give
Then That look
That ******* look
Like you know my secret
How to maneuver my hallway
Down to my dungeon
I want to give up
Give in
Run away
Please
Don’t Take
my heart

You inspire me
with the brush of your fingertips
Across the expanse
of that systematic galaxy
It’s a dancing melody
that twinkles a song
to the crescent moons of frequency