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Love Fool
Posted June 14 | Leave a Comment
A gentle word like a spark of light, Illuminates my soul And as each sound goes deeper, It's you that makes me whole. The whisper of your voice, the warmth of your touch, so many little things that make me love you so much. The way your eyes shine when you look at me, lost with you forever is where I want to be. If time could stand still, Id freeze it here, so youd always hold me, close and near. There is no corner, no dark place that your love cannot fill And if the world starts causing… read more
Broken Heart
Posted June 5 | Leave a Comment
will never forget the days we once had The days when you were everything to me My mind used to tell me we'd be together forever But now I realize that was all a big dream The feelings I have for you will never go I wish I could take back that one regretful day The day when I willingly let you slide from my arms Never did I think of the astonishing pain of regrets That I would once have to live through The sight of you in someone else's arms Makes my heart shatter into a million pieces I somet… read more
Another Cause Of Frustration
Posted May 28 | Leave a Comment
You think you know me But you hardly scratched the surface. Im not what you thought Id be I feel like a circus. So many emotions running inside More than youd ever be able to see. I just feel like I want to hide So go away and leave me be. Im confused and sad I feel all this pain. Frustrated and mad Wondering if Im even sane. My elbows on my lap With my head in my hands. Feeling like cr*p No one understands. Then you walk up to me And you offer your hand. I want to flee But you help me to s… read more
Dead man and memory
Posted May 28 | Leave a Comment
ABOUT THE DEAD MAN AND MEMORY If there had only been a window to the past. If there had been a smear of belladonna, a hint of an alphabet in the smoke, a flame licking at the extraneous, a drumroll to announce the meaning. The dead man poked his memory as if it were coals. When he raked the embers, they sweat sparks. If there had been a glass through which one could see behind oneself. If the scissors had not marched inexorably down the seam. He'd have been happy to scrape by, casting… read more
angel hair
Posted February 25 | Leave a Comment
Smiled that kind of icy blue smile of a noonday Reckoning, the tied together two of tell-tale pictures I've sketched in sand castle plots and plans. similar Starting points, both for sin and shooting blanks. but It's always the unseen sharp pang; the awkward rhythm Of the dance like a tick-tock clock in that heart of Hearts repeating, "there is no happy here, there is no Happy here..." devil may care touches trickled down Spine, thigh, and breast may never truly illuminate The finer art of hea… read more
closed hands
Posted February 1 | Leave a Comment
close my eyes pull my heart strings pour my tears from your hands 'connections are never easy,' you said empty words, empty soul I believe that we are afraid of one another and I, I believe that you have died within me ...I fade from myself I miss you again...again (what have we got?) bloody broken and hidden away I seek the rope from which we will hang or so it seems the dance or flesh on flesh has rendered us blind I look into eyes, I look into stone it's better to be stepped on than left a… read more
