One knee, double time
finding meaning in losing my mind.
One dream for me
and one for you too;
swallow hard.
Words cling to tongue like
me in your mind.
But i don’t.
Sleep stuck in eyes, leaving
last chance glances singing goodbye
on fallen ears.
I thought I might blink just this once.
I’ll always miss you more.
Friday, October 30, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
Breathe
we were
more than this.
a delicate balance.
these stairs lead to
day dreams.
i have been wrong.
behind curtains
i wanted to touch
but we don’t try.
behind sin
i hide my ability
to love.
if i could touch
all my lies
i would break your bones.
you were my last breath.
more than this.
a delicate balance.
these stairs lead to
day dreams.
i have been wrong.
behind curtains
i wanted to touch
but we don’t try.
behind sin
i hide my ability
to love.
if i could touch
all my lies
i would break your bones.
you were my last breath.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
PunchDrunkLove
Truly my first, you flee in good time.
I’ve got a big heart ripe for breaking,
so saddle up baby.
Lately I think I’ve lost you
memories speak clean, sincere.
Plotlines dull now
you are the gravity coursing through my veins.
Rested shoulders tested when gazes change directions.
For those who didn’t understand my lack of vocabulary
(cause and affection)
you deserve a person like me.
I know I could love you given the time and
piece of my own mind you already occupy;
ignore the way I look at you.
Spelling errors aside,
I realize now all the bridges she was craving were only to burn.
I’m waiting for you whoever you are.
I’ve got a big heart ripe for breaking,
so saddle up baby.
Lately I think I’ve lost you
memories speak clean, sincere.
Plotlines dull now
you are the gravity coursing through my veins.
Rested shoulders tested when gazes change directions.
For those who didn’t understand my lack of vocabulary
(cause and affection)
you deserve a person like me.
I know I could love you given the time and
piece of my own mind you already occupy;
ignore the way I look at you.
Spelling errors aside,
I realize now all the bridges she was craving were only to burn.
I’m waiting for you whoever you are.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Tiny Spark
Crisp, pristine gum lines
contour thoughts best kept behind
my complacent blue eyes,
secretly smirking.
I’m the symmetry of her
perfectly pearly off-whites.
She smiles too much.
And I can’t speak,
uncomfortably happy,
my murky mouth is
calling her name.
Oh, the words I would say.
Spewing seemingly meaninglessness,
she melts it all.
contour thoughts best kept behind
my complacent blue eyes,
secretly smirking.
I’m the symmetry of her
perfectly pearly off-whites.
She smiles too much.
And I can’t speak,
uncomfortably happy,
my murky mouth is
calling her name.
Oh, the words I would say.
Spewing seemingly meaninglessness,
she melts it all.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
I am.
You say, so desperately I listen.
Caught on every thought,
I paraphrase loose intent;
surrendering meaning to you.
Our conversations always fall flat
just short of sense.
Am I just another word?
Caught on every thought,
I paraphrase loose intent;
surrendering meaning to you.
Our conversations always fall flat
just short of sense.
Am I just another word?
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