You’re so cool you’re hardly here No heart race, no fallen tear Once united, now we are two Why can’t this be killing you? You’re so cool not to bat a ‘lash No morn of love that turned to ash You hide behind a broken frame Have you already forgotten my dying name? I see my soul a cinder black I don’t think I’ll be coming back My misguided angel, you feel no pain What’s this you’re hoping to gain? Mine’s a path you’ll never know Ways in which you’ll never grow How is it that you cannot see A f...

As clear as a puzzle And dim as a flame, I reach for an echo Far out on a limb. I hear the tree grow, I hear from within. It leaves you, I know But stays till the end It creeps in beside you To lay and betray you To scrape you and claw you And tear you from you It comes in brown packages all tied up with string It comes on all fours when begging for bling It rallies your cause And marks its domain But beware it can meek you and not say a thing I see a tall castle on a distant terrain It stand...

how long till my heart will overflow To rush the tide and undertow The beckon call a serenade You hear its calling deep aubade Cross fields of green and shadowed brook T’was a lonely peasant’s heart you took I hear your cry sing loud and clear T'is the future I shall not fear My will be done, a silent cheer Our time, my love, is growing near…

well, "Miss Meyers," if that is in fact your real name... you will find that i am not so easily disuaded. your attempts to distend this conjuncture will have irrevocable consentaneous affects... antecedently there was thought... thought must be succeeded with action... action is the primogenitor of all that can and will be... which brings me back to you, "Miss Meyers," if that is in fact your real name... because without thought action will never be... and if action is not, then effect will n...

liquid opiate, crimson, still encased in a globe, transparent in my hand at my lips flooding my mouth gliding down explosion of warmth within the sensation I have because of you Love, me

liquid opiate… liquid opiate floods into me hides from love, seeks it’s rose finds it’s trove abstruse blurs my vision, a noose I plunge in and fallow rising, flooding sliding, feeling touching, kissing merging, fusing affinity so indurate a form so fathomless my passion to receive my intent to perceive you look at me I swallow, I trust I suffer, I must... ...Love Thee

often you thought more often than not it's not what you need but something you want