I'm sorry she said, tilting his head forward entwining his hair taught for the scissors to snip. A haircut was a ritual chore he despised but this was different. Her touch electric as though touching his nerve endings unervedly. Sensual and tactile he felt her fingers run through his hair triggering an endorphen frenzy. Why so different she was much older. She leaned in her body pressed againsed his, oh this was to much to take! "Is that enough she asked" how much more can I take was his thought! Err yes fine." He arrived home to be told his haircut was the worst she had seen in years. He didn't care.

Light shines upon a sharpened switch blade
He smiles quickly, sinking it in my heart
Smoke rolls in, the room is dark.
Metal sliding againsed flesh
to the bone a ****** mess
Eat my heart out, build a tomb
you beautiful wrecker of homes
My hands bound, voice muted, no way to signal
given all, the last drop, no breath left to mingle
He knew, so cruel
never shedding the whys
the man with the knife never
said goodbye.

Pleading, I asked,  " What is love to you?"
Quietly listening, searching the darkness
Trembling  hands pressed againsed shut eyes
Waiting in swirls of colors
"Love means I would DIE in your place, I would die for you."
And just like that, he was gone
Eluded me in the middle of September
My only point of reference has a for sale sign in the yard
Old friend, old love, you have died for me?
He said, "Forget me, pretend I don't exist."
How do you suppose I do that?
He didn't care to ask what love was to me
Think the dead can hear?
They just don't care, I fear.
Lend me an ear
Love is the morning sun
Pouring over a thriving mountain top
Bright beams of golden light
Flooding the darkness
Sparkling off the cold dew
Warming my face, warming you
Energy abundant , lifts blindness
Feeding fruitful beauty intrinsic
Flourishing life every which way
At the end of day
Night pouring darkness like a cup
Hold me and be warm, I'll never let go
Dream of another day, fight through the cold
Fear not death or growing old
Celebrate life, it may be our only chance
When the time comes to die it will be the last dance
I hoped you knew
I will live with or without you.