The coffee,

It's lovely silkiness,

Kiss,

My breath,

drawing in it's smoothness,

it's scent,

Draw it in and when your done,

Switch the coffee and kiss.

Many live by fear and love,

Governed by love, persuaded by fear.

Running away from their fears because of loves,

Finding love made by fear.

In the darkness of the heart hides love,

Broken by the power of fear.

Now, switch Fear and Love.

She stalked me for too long. 

Her heart poisoned with lustful love. 

I told her I never wanted to see her again.

A few days later I went to visit my girlfriend

Only to find the lovesick stalker there.

Dressed in her clothes.

Wearing her face like a Halloween mask.

Paper towels. Check. A bowl for seeds. Check. Assorted knives. Check. 

I felt the searing pain with the first cut that split my skull across the top. My brains were tossed into the bowl. 

"How do you like it?" sneered the pumpkin, as it hollowed out my right eye socket.

“Such a pretty little girl,” he said, blocking the door. He pulled one greasy hand through my ponytail. I looked away from his pustulent face.

“Leave me alone.”

Happy screams sounded from the playscape outside.

When his rotten face brushed my lips, I gagged.

I chose the window, and fell.

I've known you for lifetimes.

We were Pharaohs and Kings

Servants and Slaves,

You've kissed my dirty forehead

With sun-stained lips

Exclaiming, Tecum vivere amem, tecum obeam libens

We were Inventors,

Hungry and feverish.

We helped to create this

And we will surely watch it change

Colors like quiet laughing.

"We were Artists," you say,

"And Actors," I say.

And you smile like the movies,

But not like the movies

At all.

We have gone out kicking and screaming,

Stoic and silent.

We have lain in ashes

Inhaling each other and

Sending wishes to the wind:

I hope she reveals herself to me.

I hope we recognize our love.

I hope I find him. 

But my heart is a boomerang,

It always comes back to you.

she was like a crumbled piece of paper,

thrown into the realm of darkness

with no hopes of living and no desire of existing

until one day, she learned the manifestation miracles.

the stars and the constellations were with her this time,

for when her soul was on fire everything was forbid

forbid from going the wrong side

and just like that she waited for the magic to happen.

day and night, oh yeah

day and night she strived hard and harder

coz someone wise has said,

'he who strives, conquers the universe'

this time it wasn't just the universe,

it was the universes and their masters

for she was nothing but a plain brush

that couldn't survive without the canvas.

thus with her beloved universe she set

set ready to manifest,

manifest a whole lot of miracles

for turning dreams into reality was her enigma, an enigma so rare.

I saw the words unsaid, I knew

You truly meant them, 

Too.

I saw the silence absorbed by

The golden embrace:

You.

I saw your suitcases, the two

Already packed, all

Full.

I saw you packed teardrops as well,

Some were mine, some were

Yours.

And I made no effort, nothing

To hold, hold onto

You.

My body aching

Self inflicted madness

Laying in wait

Watching for my prey

Innocently bewildering

Unknowingly calling me to you

Your muffled screams

A high for me

Your panic state

A rush of adrenaline

A fix shooting through my veins

Like pieces of a puzzle

Falling into place

Suffering in silence

While you silently suffer

Curing my disease

Relieving the pain

Your features etched in my head

A lifetime of yearning

Can't you see

"We were destined to meet."