You're argumentative

Always aiming to fight

Yet it's never to win

But to set something right

There was a time whence I once thought that your strength that overpowered me was something only to feel.

To me it was simply a tangible thing

as you lifted a weight or stealthily moved.

My vision of strength was to look unto you-a tall, dark, strong image of no one but you.

That image would halt, stopping anything  from unraveling  me.

For your intense fearlessness could  replant great mountains and monumental hurdles ascend.

Those things which supplanted me, stood in my way when I was adrift,

Or during those times when I was too

Crippled by frights and creepy,  great myths

That crept into my life before you came along

They tore at my image and burned through  my soul.

Until you eliminated every threat before  me.

The gripping, great fear banished my strength;

Then you arrived and conquered  the pain.

The power from you did into me drain

And strength was renewed

Pain at once buried; for,

You shielded my soul and did intimidate the fear within me.

Your strength did capture the dread and  crush it to pieces.

So now when dejection and fears bubble forth,

An image  of your strength  takes deep hold of me.

That physique embodied real strength

From inside and out

The grip you once grasped with, the power of your hand

Is lessening a bit as time passes by

But those images past

Can't  soon be forgotten.

And I honest must be so listen to me-

At once I did say to see is to b'hold.

Yet whence once muscle and physique  change, erode or merely fade-

the strength which you have shown

Will toujours be admired as your strength from within.

He is the crimson bold-red dragon, that

traversing her varies dreams,

slaying monster of all evils,

and hoist me out every passing life’s nightmares;

The one who softly rubbing a drop of magic tincture, upon

the long serrated gash inside an injured crying heart,

carrying and comforting it into an olive-green velvet cradle, then

tenderly weaving a magic ribbon of

butterfly spirit upon her wounded left shoulder.

Yet when she woke up, he was long gone,

only the cool breeze whispering through the window-pane,

beckoning fresh morning news,

and the well-being of him on the other side…

A clear glass bottle arched over from the dreamworld,

rolling upon her white pillow case,

sealed with sparkling ocean flowers, and a little sweet note:

“The red-tea is ready in the kitchen, whenever you’re ready to get up”

You are my cup of tea.

my first college dorm

room number was

234

as was my childhood

home address

it seemed

somehow

poetic

like perfect addition

it wasn’t until later

when I had graduated college

that I realized that

not everything

is poetry

sometimes nostalgia

adds up wrong

when the clock

strikes

2:34

I make a wish

I need it

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times … an age of kittens, mittens, and foolishness, of darting back-and-forth: two high-octane balls of fur—one Dreamsicle orange; the other, coffee and cream. It was a season of darkness, a season of light; when one tried to sleep, the other would fight. Now they’re grown-up, each one a cat. Yet I miss the kittens, those two little brats.

“And what if it’s already yours?”

I remember her asking me that and how my body froze for a moment,

as I did not think we would get that far with sharing and being open about things.

It took me a moment as time stood still, and the only melody in the room were my quickened heartbeats and her rushed breath even as she tried to seem perfectly at ease.

I saw her at that moment; both floating on warm waters and standing on the highest mountain, outstretching a hand for me, asking if I wanted to jump with her at the same time. And then the world released a single breath, setting something free.

“Then we will just go from there... as I will ask you the same.”

My gaze on her as the words flowed from me effortlessly.

“What if... I am already yours?”

She smiled with something that could make the darkest clouds disappear as her soft voice filled the air around us.

“Then we will just go from there.”

Sometimes it doesn’t take too much to open up.

But maybe the hardest thing... is to allow yourself to be happy.

To allow the happiness in your life, in your worn-out heart.

Dizzy hurricane,

Little hand grenade.

Two plastic hearts with nowhere to run.

Snakebite heart with a bubblegum smile —

Should've known that you've been dancing with a wolf.

To bring an end to promises,

We had to say goodbye.

love is the drug that we're all after.

you fill up my senses.

and i miss you,

you know i do.

sometimes i still miss what i wished we could be.

you own all of my thoughts and words.

the birds fall from the trees.

me.

i have you,

breathing down my neck.

tell me do you wonder?

you are the reason i dream.

i'll take whatever comes with it as long as it's yours.

i don't know why this has happened but i probably deserve it.

what's your head done.

there's too much space between you and me.

i'm a fuck-up.

you never remember me.

i thought we hit rock bottom,

and then the floor gave out.

without your love i'm nothing more,

than skin and bones and hate.

what is that song you sing for the dead?

i would hate you if i could.

tell me how,

anybody thinks under these conditions.

shave my head and change the way i think.

tell me,

do you let your mind slip away at night?

you're fire,

but sweet.

i don't want to hesitate.

warm blood,

and body.

give me your misery.

how are your lungs,

mine are in pain.

pain is never permanent,

but tonight it's killing me.

i wish i never met you.

summer nights are serene.

pretend that i'm the sky.

who are you?

forgive me.

i'm hopeless.

but what about,

these feelings i've got?

they say distant is relative.

i saw you in a dream.

crystal dream.

cursed by the love that i recieved.

i'm sweet for you.

this could be the very minute,

i'm aware that i'm alive.

all these places feel like home.

we go,

nobody knows.

i don't know where to begin.

my arms are open wide.

baby do you think about the past,

if every stupid little thing has led us to this?

you don't have to run.

i don't want to fall asleep.

you light up the dark.

you want love?

i'm in love,

but i'm feeling alone.

I love you more than anything

But the words can't even touch what's in my heart.

If it’s possible, I love you even more

Than the word love can say it.

Boy, you know you know that you drive me crazy.

Bad boy, you make me make bad decisions.

Something about you makes me feel like a dangerous woman.

I got a bad idea.

Even though we shouldn’t we will,

So baby, come light me up and baby I'll let you on it.

A little bit scandalous, but baby, don't let them see it.

A little less conversation and a little more touch my body

(Because) you know that I’m greedy for love.

Every look, every touch.

Makes me wanna give you my heart.

I be crushin' on you, baby.

Stay the way you are.

We got that hood love

We got that good love

We got that hot love

We got that I don't give a what love

We got that one life.

Then I realize she’s right there.

She gives you everything but boy I couldn't give it to you.

I’m ready to make that turn.

Before we both crash and burn.

Because that could be the death of us,

The death of us.

Let’s just go back to the way it was.

Can we get back to the way it was?

But some things are better left unsaid.

I never knew, I never knew

Pain is just a consequence of love.

I was under your spell.

I don’t wanna hear you lie tonight.

I'm sorry, it's time to leave, I gotta leave now

After laughter comes tears.

After laughter comes tears.

I’ve cried enough tears to see my own reflection in them.

And now that you’re gone, my heart is missing something.

A broken heart is all I have now.

I never knew, I never knew

Pain is just a consequence of love.

(But) if the water dries up and the moon stops shining

Stars fall, and the world goes blind, boy

You know, I'll be savin' my love for you, for you

Because you're the best mistake I've ever made.