I seek sunshine on

  Gray days

I seek love in the

Middle of a storm

I seek warmth

From the dead of

Winter

Eating goodbyes

Is not the way to

Watch the Ocean

Take the Tide

Someone

 Just grab me 

  By my wrist

And hold tight

Tell me the sky

Will sing 

 songs that

Can set me free

Please kiss my

Forehead and

Just hold me tight

To feel someone’s

Heart beat between

Mine

  Is similar to the

Feelings stored

In my mind where

We used to share time-

Come find me

Before the

Earthworms eat

My Mind

Can I lick the nectar

  That slowly drips

From your bottom lip

                  

 When you lecture me

On love?

Your mouth speaks

    Beautiful melodies

Even the oldest man might

    Not  know of

Seeking the night so

   I can cry in the dark

Silence is my only friend

(black like my heart)

As my soul sinks to

The bottom of my

H U M A N   B O D Y

I begin to sing

The songs of

Trees and bees

I BLINK.

Throw away our dreams

The house we created

    Full of tears and pain

          Blood and sweat

Love and lies-

Throw the dreams

To the fire

For tomorrow is here

And I can’t take

The sound

Any longer

      Just need time to

Myself now,

Need to

Find the elevator

Ladies

And the

Truth

About love

Cus

I’m empty

And I’ve fallen

Hard for every

Person I’ve met

So far

And it’s only

T u e s d a y.

she

She likes it when it’s cold outside

Where the wolves dance

By the river and the

Sky bleeds some kind of black

She loves to wear

Hats in the summer and

Dresses in the winter

Can’t eat –

The taste of life kills her

She sings love to death

Every night before

She soaks her soul

In an ashtray full of hate

And cigarettes

She wears only black lipstick

Even on the hottest days,

   Has pretty hair but

Doesn’t give a damn how it looks

Sunglasses to cover

The lies and demons

That sit in her brown eyes

Like a snake

Lying low in the grass  waiting

For the next best thing

Don’t let her lips fool you

Nothing here but

A crescent Moon

Kind of girl.

Trust me, you can’t handle her-

   no one can.

Can’t stand the fog

  Standing alone,

With daydreams,

That only haunt my

Winter Nights

To think of a peaceful

Place, is to dream of nonsense

        Happiness seems true,

  But I’ve never found it

Since the moss on the rock grows

I know there is more to this life,

Than what you’ve shown-

    Not to smell like a wilting rose

On a January Morning-

But the sun can still shine even if

It’s the color of an orange rind