Rusting

No knight,
in shining armor,
my defenses,
all rusted.

Chinks
in my armor,
no love,
where lust is.

Strange,
when friends,
become strangers.

Stranger still,
that we,
can accept it.

Want to Be Worthy

I want to be worthy
of red roses
I want to be told
of red roses
promises
of recognition

I want tears
to wash away
the pain
not to be
harbingers
of storms
unspent

I want those
that miss me
to tell me
so then
the missing
is changed

I never
wanted anything
materialistic
as much
as I want
this things

Up on a pedestal

Wasn't your fault,
I put you on a pedestal,
to admire.

Wasn't my fault,
when you started to fall,
I'd desire.

Who is to blame,
knowing blame doesn't help,
is a lesson long,
long in the coming,
knowing faults doesn't help,
there's nothing wrong,
with mistakes regretted,
forgiveness,
so easy to obtain.

I have loved you,
and thus still do,
can't control you,
and thus still do.
I am just like you,
and thus still do,
love you

Nothing sacred

Didn't bring them home,
Like home was sacred.
Didn't bring them home,
desecrated your temple,
just the same.

Seconds

Who was second?
When I made you first?
Ten times as much love
wouldn't have changed
what it was worth.

Choice is first.
love before now,
not worth more,
knowing love before,
doesn't less love now.

Who was second?
When I made you first?
Ten times as much love,
wouldn't have changed,
what you were worth.

Where do all the tears come from?
And when done,
where do they go?
Who controls them?
And how do i hurt them?
I think they must know you,
must be a friend of yours,
some sympathetic mission,
supporting you not me.

Who was second?
When I made you first?
Ten times as much love,
wouldn't have changed,
what I was worth.

Drinkin'

Whiskey sours
after hours
lack of rest must
mean I'm wicked
no lack of comfort
if you mean southern
ice melts
falling in place
while my needs
evade me still

Fuel for You

You can't blow out a fire,
even when passion's flames,
have died down,
long slow burning,
crimson embers,
brightening with your breath,
should you come close,
and farther away,
the heat,
can still be felt.

Sounds Like Laughter

Unwrapping chocolate,
sounds like laughter.

Dharma DJ

Don't believe in sin,
but do believe you're guilty,
don't you know we must be,
the change we want to see,
made in the world.

pain takes time to mend,
and it pains me you're so busy,
don't you know we must be,
we change the us that is we,
swines examining pearls.

So here I sit again,
can't you see you hurt me,
don't you know we must be,
I change you and you change me,
anitya is our world.

Closer To The Truth

You can't keep pictures,
to keep your friends closer,
thinking of them,
they'll never know.

Pictures,
don't mean they are near,
only works in death,
even then,
not so well.

Pictures,
Longing and fondness,
no replacement,
for closer.

Pictures,
emotional responses,
in isolation,
they hear nothing.

Pictures,
are a reminder,
to take time,
to get closer.

Examined Life

Didn't know,
that finding yourself,
involved,
finding a piece of ass,
or,
being one.

So,
busy changing,
your life,
needed distractions,
when,
do you find the time?

Never answered,
why,
references,
without explainations,
could it be,
the why,
didn't matter?

Dark and Sticky

You would think,
after years,
of love,
the time,
between the new,
would be,
a ratio,
of how much,
love was lost.

At a loss,
of words,
at a loss,
of love,
at a loss,
of control,
at a loss,
of love.