Innocence & Dreams

You were beautiful,
and the little things we shared,
now litter your life,
waiting to cleaned and organized,
into the new you,
the new place,
a place free of clutter,
free of memories.

Boxes,
littered with time and events,
one or two things of value,
kept just in case,
memory fails to serve.

The stars sat above and watched,
watched as you did the things you did,
noted how it was,
staring unnoticed, without comment,
still shedding a faint light,
for those who take the time,
let the mind and heart adjust,
to their reflections.

And my heart wished it was there,
there in the sky,
watching you, over you,
with cold dispassionate interest.

Lest it be said,
the cold darkness of space,
holds no emotion, holds only stark truth,
I remind you we stars,
we are suns,
burning with fire,
the stuff of innocence and dreams.

Sin City

Lovers without love,
crawling about,
staying near the shadows
of denial.

Running from sight,
from obligation,
from admission,
of their presence.

Looking for sustenance,
feeding on the leftovers,
crumbs of souls,
no longer of interest.

The Hook Up

Is this what it felt like being penetrated,
enduring until my lust was sated,
receiving definitely overrated,
better to give than to receive.

Stranger gone and now self is hated,
If lust was gone I could have waited,
Thoughts of lover's love now abated,
Satisfied now when they leave.

When the hunt begins the loins elated,
Craving mind until body mated,
Surely this isn't what love's fate is,
If only you were to believe.

Burn-In

So difficult to hold still.
Like some teenage nightmare,
I'm at school naked.
Feeling naked here alone with you.

That is how vulnerable I feel,
sitting here holding still.

Gone.
Now I know what I don't got,
How can I be here with you,
when you still are not?

That is how vulnerable I feel,
sitting here holding still.

Visit me sometime?
I kissed your face before when you were sleeping.
I stored the picture for my keeping.
Will you visit me sometime?

I looked directly at you,
the view burned in my mind.

I can't look directly at you,
the view burns my mind.

And when the night,
Brings you to my dreams,
How wonderful it'll seem.

And when the dawn,
Comes and takes you from my arms,
your memory burns inside of me.

Will You Remember Me?

I want to hold out my arms,
And have you help roll up my sleeves,
I want to hold out my arms,
And hold you til everyone believes,
You're the one for me.

I want to fold you in my arms,
And have a little break from worry,
I want to fold you in my arms,
And bask naked in your glory,
You know you're the one for me.

You thrill me when you offer your hand,
And help me keep my steady,
You thrill me when you offer your hand,
And always at the ready,
I know you're there for me.

All the little touches,
Sum greater than the parts,
All the little touches,
Some so touch my heart,
That you so know me.

Even the fairy tales fade,
When no one stays past stories end,
Fantasies & romantic words once said,
In the back of the mind soon forgotten.

Whore's Wagon

Took pleasure in your company,
But seems you preferred more than I,
Found you out there,
But I'll not be the other guy.

No chance to be around,
When not there out of sight,
You put me down,
Lies are your truth and that's not right.

Can't pretend it didn't matter,
Tried to be selfless for you,
You can't twist this to your purpose,
You haunt the dead you know this is true.

You won't let anyone love you,
And still we try and do,
Abandon yourself again,
Remember who first abandoned who.

Get My Fix

I'm no love junkie,
way past withdrawal,
wouldn't want to score the stuff,
if you've seen what I saw.

The first bit is free,
a sample is took,
the drug that is me,
already we're hooked.

I'm no love junkie,
way past withdrawal,
wouldn't want to score the stuff,
if you've seen what I saw.

Shoot it in man,
give me that fix,
what a rush man,
this stuff is sick.

Mad rush when you're around,
your presence ecstasy,
I'd rush for another score,
if I could afford what you did to me.

I'm no love junkie,
way past withdrawal,
wouldn't want to score the stuff,
if you've seen what I saw.

Clean now for awhile,
one day at a time,
avoiding temptation,
alone all the time.

I'm no love junkie,
way past withdrawal,
wouldn't want to score the stuff,
if you've seen what I saw.

Called But Didn't Leave

Don't want to leave a message,
and have you get back to me.
Though I'd like your attentions,
I don't need your sympathy.

Get back to me,
can it be,
you'd ever get back to me?

I guess that's all,
so screen your calls,
Guess that is what's left of what was or will be.

Back to me,
you and me,
not here so,
will you get back to me?

Don't wanna leave a message,
and have you get back to me.

Perspective On the Whole

Where one begins,
no one ends.
The edge,
cannot touch the center.

I don't,
but you do.
I will,
but you wish!

Many perspectives,
all in one mind.
Single-minded purpose,
left all behind.

Where one begins,
no one ends.
The edge,
cannot touch the center.

I can't,
but you can.
Different,
is what I am.

One peace in time,
is in all seasons.
One piece of time,
isn't seeing reason.

Where one begins,
no one ends.
The edge,
cannot touch the center.

Different,
thus so are you.
The same as me,
an thus different too.

You might,
you might not.
Together we could,
alone we can't
We should,
you and I.

Where one begins,
no one ends.
The edge,
cannot touch the center.

Elements

Like a shining star,
base elements,
sparkle and shine,
because for a time it's mine.

And when tha sky-igh
sig-ighs
and lets, tha tears, fall dow_a_wn

Will the ear-rth
Bur-urst
Forth with love, now that heavens come t'ground?

And fire, fire is there,
waiting for the wind,
washed with tear's waters,
ground to begin.

And when tha sky-igh
sig-ighs
and lets, tha tears, fall dow_a_wn

Will the ear-rth
Bur-urst
Forth with love, now that heavens come t'ground?

Salt of the earth,
mixed with tears,
Seas created,
in but a few short years.

And when tha sky-igh
sig-ighs
and lets, tha tears, fall dow_a_wn

Will the ear-rth
Bur-urst
Forth with love, now that heavens come t'ground?

Caresses of wind,
remembering the past,
but you can't hold on.
The touch never lasts.

And when tha sky-igh
sig-ighs
and lets, tha tears, fall dow_a_wn

Will the ear-rth
Bur-urst
Forth with love, now that heavens come t'ground?

How many miles,
will I go by myself?
How will I smile,
when I don't know anything else?

And when tha sky-igh
sig-ighs
and lets, tha tears, fall dow_a_wn

Will the ear-rth
Bur-urst
Forth with love, now that you've come t'ground?

Thought About It

Thought about buying you a yellow rose,
to let you know I still think of us as friends,
then I thought about buying you red roses,
to let you know I didn't want it to end.

So I bought you one of each,
because I didn't know what to say,
just take the one you still want,
and just throw the other away.

Take care and the one you want will bloom,
a gift from you that was mine,
don't worry about the other thrown away,
it will certainly wilt and fade in time.

Today I...

Today I remember,
and I miss you.

Today I remember,
when I'd kiss you.

Today I remember,
then the memories seem few.

Today I remember,
the good memories of you.
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Middle Bedroom

And in my travels,
alone on the road,
I see the seat beside me,
and know you can never go home.

There was a time,
when I'd enjoy going anywhere,
tribute to a better time,
when you were with me.

There was a place,
innocent in love,
I held your hand and kissed your face,
with you still with me.

Now I know I don't know,
much of anything,
don't know what tomorrow brings,
but I know I loved you.

Time. Never enough time,
to work it out,
scream and shout,
or think and find,
a way to make up.

Pine Trees

Is it alright if I just lay here awhile?

I seem to have lost all my will.
I don't have any place to be,
or anyone to see,
nothing but time left to kill.

So I'll stay right here.

No dreams of endless possibilities,
no forests just the tree,
and a place all alone.
Alone among many.

Perhaps I can get my mind off of me.

Still if I was a tree,
what tree would I be?
But of course I'd be a pine!
I made that too easy.

I'll keep talking if I can hold you here.

Is it alright if I keep you?
Do you have someplace else to be?
Didn't want to remind you,
but I enjoy the company.

Is it sad to cry alone?

So I'll repress the feelings,
the ones I never lost,
I'd hope they'd wander and go missing,
that the sharpness of it would grow soft.

I wish I knew what you needed.

What worth am I now to anyone,
how might I attract your love?
How desirable is a broken soul,
and promises of what was?

I'll give it all again soon.

So much tender,
awaiting just a spark,
so much pain to burn,
alight my stubborn heart.

I'm only fooling myself.

So I've struggled with my frustrations,
against sleep and thoughts of you,
and now sleep wins again,
at least in my dreams you're true.

You Alpha Now Omega

They were your favorites
not I, not I.

No longer your favorite,
not I, not I.

Memories of favors,
I sigh, I sigh.

Pictures torn now rid of it,
I lie, I lie.

I Hurt Myself Today

Torn at like a piece of meat,
snarling mouths, hands, and teeth,
I am not a man, but a side of beef,
take it now, come have a piece.

I don't care, no morals guide me,
no thought beyond, having you inside me,
no regrets, free ride, no fee,
I give it up, with reckless glee.

Empty now, just a hole,
a piece of meat, without a soul,
rounded ass and rigid pole,
orgasm is my only goal.

No thought beyond, having you inside me,
I don't care, no morals guide me,
no regrets, free ride, no fee,
I give it up, with reckless glee.

Filthy whore, nasty pig,
I feign disdain to your dig,
your dirty talk make me hot,
sexual repartee is all I've got.

No thought beyond, having you inside me,
no regrets, free ride, no fee,
I don't care, no morals guide me,
I give it up, with reckless glee.

In search of the time before,
when love stood where now is the whore,
when that was I'm no longer sure,
I've closed those thoughts to endure.

No thought beyond, having you inside me,
no regrets, free ride, no fee,
I give it up, with reckless glee,
I don't care, no morals guide me.

Ripped Levi's

Beautiful pictures.
You asleep.
I dreamed you dreamed of me.
I still think that to this day.

I took the pictures,
unashamed.
Secretly amused,
musing at my own internal thoughts.

Thoughts of being loved,
and loving you for it.
So inconsequential now,
the loving is gone.

When loved, I fear the loving will stop.
I welcome that fear,
when it reminds me,
I have something to loose.

In The Mourning

When the mourning wakes you,
and the tears roll down,
disoriented with sleep.

When the fear takes you,
no one else around,
alone you weep.

No dreams of immortality,
death's around,
In death's service you'll keep.

Chained to your body,
pulled to the ground,
just out of death's reach.

Not gone yet; still here,
not gone yet; still; fear,
unreasonable,
at such an early hour.

Unreasonable,
and still.

Pop Rock Candy

Memories,
Of my youth.
Memories,
Of you.

Too sweet to consume,
Now in old age,
Knowing better,
than reckless sugary ecstasy.

The unobtainable high,
The addictive rush,
Fools folly,
Can't keep the high forever.

The rush gone,
Crashing, crashing down.
In my youth I could ignore it,
But now I avoid it.

Still occasionally,
A taste,
Sweet memory,
can't remember,
but never forget.

Romeo, Romeo

Checking email,
to see if you have sent,
checking voicemail,
looking a hint,
of where you are,
my time better spent.

Do you think on me,
perhaps I'll never know,
the secrets I desire,
to ask and know,
what keeps you from me,
what keeps me low.