One day people will touch and talk perhaps
easily,
And loving be natural as breathing and warm as
sunlight,
And people will untie themselves, as string is unknotted,
Unfold and yawn and stretch and spread their fingers,
Unfurl, uncurl like seaweed returned to the sea,
And work will be simple and swift
as a seagull flying,
And play will be casual and quiet
as a seagull settling,
And the clocks will stop, and no one will wonder
or care or notice,
And people will smile without reason,
Even in winter, even in the rain.

She's lean and lanky,
And she sinks her eyes into your flesh.
Her bones hypnotize you,
The thought of touching her off-white skin sends you into a whirl.
Her black hair sits like sin on her shoulders,
And the emptiness haunts you when she's not here.
Her cherry lips constantly taunt yours,
and when she smiles, it's like
hearing The Beatles for the first time.
Charlotte.

Tonight, I'll bake bread
because I need 
good smells 
and warm hands 
and a sense of purpose.

The moment when you
Pass under a bridge and hear
The rain stop

Just a moment, a perfect
Few seconds of silence before the sights and
Sounds come flooding back in

Enjoy it.

Once upon a time, there lived a mouse
And he went for the cheese.

*snap

You said you wouldn't trust girls like me.
Bodies with complexes.
Girls with lipstick, not hearts.
Outcasts, liars, fakes.
But honey, are you really willing to start a war of the sexes?
Because if so, I swear you'll fall apart.

Sit and stay
Talk to me on this restless night
I know not your sorrow,
But trust me, dear,
I know mine
A few cuts, a few scars.
So, sit and stay
Let's whisper in this dusty car.

I choked on that sentence
The ultimate betrayal
But couldn't he see?
It wasn't him
It was me