I pulled at your edges
Soft, straight lines at first
Then thick, caterpillar fuzz spirals
Echoing into the vast expanse
Of your deep under ground
No map or metal
To shine within those dark caverns
But the deeper I traversed
I noticed a glow
Stumbling upon soul fire
Left out here in the wild
Explains your constant thirst for foreign soil under bare foot
Chasing oceans of sand
Just to drink the same vent-salted water
Our tongues entwined over powers with sweet
Feeding the high of a new sunset sky
This place inside, it is golden
True
It's holy and priceless
Completely you

the sun is up
and it's 7am
i lay here awake,
dreaming of you again.

i dream of
the endless possibilities of the love
we once shared
and the places it could have taken us.

i dream of
the times our hands were clapsed so tight because we never want to let go,
the times we spent together,
and the times when we still loved each other.

i dream of you
for i know that what we had was something beautiful
and we were destined for something wonderful.

i guess it was the distance
that caused our love to reach its end
or maybe we're just lost pieces
that don't fit.

the moon is up
and it's 7am
i'm still laying here
dreaming of you again

I've noticed
a tingling sensation
a slight blur of vision
and a simplistic way of
looking at things.

I've come to terms
with the fact that a glass of wine
a day keeps the monsters away
and a few more will send them
running.

So buy me a bottle
of your cheapest Pinot Grigio
then ask me about my problems
and I'll gladly spill them out for you.

it's ironic
how I look at you
hoping, for you to look back at me

but when you do
I look away
because I don't want you to
see how much I crave you