PleaseI want you to love meA little like I love you.Like lovers kissingFor the first time thatIt sets the world on fire.And I plan to burn downWith it because I keep failingTo realize that I'm more thanJust a body for you to touch,A body for you to hold.You arms around my ribsMakes me feel so fragile,But so safe that I could notPossibly break while youContain me.And I can feel you hand slippingFrom mine even though I begYou to stay because I hateThe word goodbye and howYou look as you walk away.Please,I want you to remember meWhen you arrive.And I want you to remember meWhen you leave me behind.
All She Wants To Doall she wants to do is lay next to you in your bedbut she can'tso she thinks about the stars out tonightand trys not to long for your bedall she wants to do is bury her head in your chestbut she can'tso she waitsand waitslonging takes it's tollshe goes back to wondering about the starsuntil her little body turns cold
Death Took MeI breathed in what I knew would kill meI took my death.and death,it took me
Lonely (Of Minds and Mist)Lonely, but I am not alonethere are others out there in the mistothers out there also missedDreary day, hope hasn't shoneits beautifully mischievous face my wayHow long? How long?till the rain subsides and you come home, to meThe storm slowly churns as the thunder bellows aboveMy love, My lovethis rain could rage all nightSoaking wet, beaded on your bodyI begin by allowing you inside, insisting that Iwouldn't dare close the doorFollowing the path your muddy footprints create on the floorLong tangled hair made heavy by the weight of rainCovers your face but invites me in, to your mindThrough thoughts intricate and plainas the drenched clothes that cling to your skinThose layers no longer conceal you from meA mask now unadornedYour figure beckons me towards you ...I will keep you warm
RevisionBeauty comesthree times over.Once from the soul,second from the heart,third from the mind,and this we call revision.
So LongBundled leaves still part their waysEven when sewn to their gravesI give the night my own...-The black mare whistles goodbyesDead muscles, two bloodshot eyesA king, an oath postponed...-The lips of a maiden shyPaper girls disqualifyThe plastic men their lives...-His mystic tail shooed the fleasThough they return with diseaseThat eats away insides...