In her glass cabinshe’s way too exposedalways walking around shirtlessin the darkness. If ever there wasa perfect moment with herit’s after a couple of drinkswhen she starts to laughand reveal her truthsthat she will most definitely deny. The girl that sits under starspreciously guards her feelings. It’s way easier for sureto pretend we don’t existout-side […]

Waiting for that soulthat mirrors my own. Maybe this constant wantingis my own vanity. The pretty and perfect sidenever had a real chance. So inside I reflectnever wavering from that promisewaiting on that soulthat mirrors my own. This constant lookinghas caused me to notice things. Only a fool would waste a lifetime on the hopes […]

I’m right over hereyou know, the onewith love in his eyeswatching as she’s kissedand until foreverthose were the promised words. So maybe I’ll forget hermoving up and overI’m trying to erase her laughthat stupid danceI can’t help the photographsmy temperamental snapshotsshe’s stuck insideimperfect, broken and allstill, she’s the one in a million. I’m standing right […]

The mixing of colorswe love walking barefootholding tightly to hands,even as she leans on meto steady our path. Beneath this rich burning hournaked neon colors glow,both our bodies look so differentpainting tiny pictures on curves. We dance naked this way,for a while until,someone yells to cover ourselves. We laugh until it hurtswe’re probably in a […]

I’m lost inside maybe because of you. I don’t understand howeveryone else has found a reasonto find themselves a way to get out. I’m here to proclaimI’m lost worse now,than I’ve ever been beforeI laid eyes on yours. Even when I heard your nameI simply turned to watch to see how you’d answeryou noticed me […]

She asks to kiss her please,of course I obligebecause I adore my placethere on top of the worldwhere I can pick her up. She’s always so surprised I’m that much tallerher feet are up and lifted. There’s something prettyabout being above everyone else,it must mean, she loves. I can see she’s upset todaytired of trying […]

Is it so strangeto be in lovewith an idea of a person. It’s a stunning high, really,because when that one trips clumsily,it’s easy to reach and help them. The service awardwanting the pleasure of othersI could go a lifetime passing up the highof knowing something different. Bless the first timesmeeting the onewho causes this drowning. […]

These are new coveringswith open hands to palmsI invite one closer. Step to the locked foreboding gate. Grace, the beauty anchor,begs to be taughtthe rules of this garden. With stained-glass darknessthe brilliant sun illuminatesher shimmering eyesfor the first real time. She asks for more wordsexplaining this place,its well worn pathsthat lead to favorite flowers. She […]

Time and attention,two very sensitive conditionsshine when you’re at your best. I swear and promisewe will share and balance the start of all this. I’ve been meaning to writeabout a pristine garden where we plant and make rows. Spend the hours with melearning how to properly tendall the lovely gems. There are tiny detailsI hope […]

Maybe I didplace youway up therewhen I put your headup in the clouds. I get itit’s hardto breathe up there. Not to mentiontrying to be allperfectmost all of the time. So You fell yesterday,I’m here aren’t I?Trying to pick you upand place youright back up there. Why can’t you understand you belong thereup in the […]

Money and musicheavy are the sounds coming from that thumping basscoming from our throats. Could it possibly bethe reason why we’re dancing nowin our certain waywhere bodies just layheavily on each other. Today, the day is lazy we are strewn all over the placespending hours spending a fortune on handsome thingsthat are sureto make us […]

Starting every verse in identical fashionbreaking upthe thoughts we sharein our sentences. I can only wishto be lovedby the onetrue onewho loves the most. It can happen at any time reallyit’s a wish that’s been wisheda thousand times beforethe title was ever lost. I’ve seen wordswhispered to backs of hands. I swear nothing’s more beautiful […]