Rising with the morning sun,

I beam at the brick and iron kingdom outside my door

Crystalline eyes reflect the spectrum of my spirit

Wondering miraculously at the natural projections

On the street,

The wind blows me back and forth in an easy waltz

1-2-3, 1-2-3, 1-2-3,

Leading me on my way

Cozy sheets, cold feet,
Fleece blankets, thick-feathery comforter,
And a crackling fire beneath the stars,
You & me with nothing in between,
But the calm of the night & the ocean breeze.

The world has come to a hault,
Time does not exist,
It's just you & me with nothing in between.

sticky tears  
clog my colorless cheeks and
stain the corners of my eyes like
wrinkles, unnecessary

nothing really matters
why am I really crying and
why’d you leave, again?

I guess driving down the pretty highway
with the trees that shaded a
hot day in an
expired June
wasn’t enough.
and I didn’t need to read about how
you don’t want to talk to me
or how you're busy
truth is, we all have **** to do
like how i sit here and cry
and how my tears clog my colorless cheeks and
stain the corners of my eyes like
crows feet, perhaps necessary

because unlike you, they'll stick around.

When left alone
Late at night
The voices of my mind
Being my only
Lonely plight –

I oft wonder
Do I love you?
Is it a feeling
Imbedded deep within
My soul?

Or a lust?
To be your bed maiden
Your late night
Lure?

Is there a “we”?
A heart spoken
Us?

Or is all this
Just a “madness”
Coated in my lust?

there are pocket s
of time  we use
to crawl inside one another, sleep like we would
have never known the difference, before       /after

& our excuse is
the skin of our hands meeting that of our thighs and
we are all at once a giant        sigh, together

we come, beautiful,
in the moment s like this,

we shift,

like this
like this

They always say
that the drunk words
are sober thoughts
and I guess for me and you
that is true
We say things to each other whilst
drunk
that we would never say if we were
sober
and why is it that
Is it my fault or is it yours
maybe it's both of our faults
and our fear of feeling something
that is actually real
something that's so much bigger than both of
us