Always been the one who works off emotion. Magnetically attracted to the corner of the room. Always make decisions based on feel, not logic. Can’t pinpoint just one reason why you never leave my thoughts. And all I want to do is run away, with you. Lay down and laugh life away, with you. Fly … Read more
Collar lipstick, velvet walls, intoxication, surrounded by all, that we seem to ignore, when we dance to our beat. Two people alone in this very big world. Rustled sheets, cut up wristbands, haste spills out from our lips and our palms.
Turning a corner to a wide open road, where winter skies don’t match the green trees and a prettier feeling. Did that happen? Did it really happen? A legitimate fear of waking up from this potential life. Alone on a crowded boulevard, the souls synchronize.
I normally use a compassto pinpoint the directionof exactly how we got here,but this time I don’t care tolook past the “right in front of me,”so I’ll take it for what it is,beautiful.
Half asleepor half awake,I’m struggling to tell. Yawns occurat rates unknown,contagious like a spell. Drawings shapeon your front page,it’s admiring to watch. Waiting forthe day that comeswe just sit down to talk.
I miss the wayyou’d make me tryjust as muchas I miss your smile. And all the wordsyou love to speakand fill up pagesof my beliefin something real,something warm. Nothing to replacethe look you gavewhen running upa child’s dream.
Sights and sounds take you around to a wondrous encampment of spinning lights and fireflies. Ticket stubs and ringing bells. Balls to throw at jugs of milk often end in empty-handed promises or thinking there’s still hope. “Next time,” you believe. But one day you’ll find a way out of the house of mirrors and be … Read more
For every million drops, there is one catch. And we clutch it tight, just like the first time. The leaves fall intermittently as the wind brushes by. And we are reminded of the greater nature. I’ve come here to tell you of this place I found, hidden behind the bookcase door, but you don’t read … Read more
Waste me,so I can waste you,and pretend thatthe piano keys are never wrong. I’ve been waiting here,with a lack of moxie,as the notesdrip out of my ears. Stay here,so I can stay too,and sing you some wordsto lift you up and over. The wall is taller,when you think about it,but the film scorewill soften the … Read more
Wandering nights and walls for balance beams. Spinning tops and flash light dreams. Wasted moves for improvidence. The impasse awaits. A questioned materiality is often forgiven by falling leaves. Reds and yellows. Orange and green Grass blanketed by the prettiest month you ever did see. Vows of desires hindered by a self-indulgent exploit. All that … Read more