My Peace.

I saw you screaming and no one could hear...

You almost feel ashamed that someone could be that important that without them you feel like nothing.

No one will ever understand how much it hurts.

You feel hopeless;

like nothing can save you.

And when its over and gone;

you almost wish you could have all that bad stuff back, so you could have the good.

Breathe.

Breathe your smoke into my lungs,

In the back of a car with you I stare into the sun,

Still not too old to die young,

But lovers hold on to everything,

And Others hold on to anything

Strangers.

HER:

All along it was a fever

A cold sweat hot-headed believer

I threw my hands in the air, said, "Show me something,"

He said, "If you dare come a little closer."

Not really sure how to feel about it.

Something in the way you move

Makes me feel like I can't live without you.

It takes me all the way.......

HIM:

It's not much of a life you're living

It's not just something you take – it's given

The reason I hold on? :I need this hole gone

Funny you're the broken one but I'm the only one who needed saving

When you never see the light it's hard to know which one of us is caving

A New Beginning

Its been areally long time.....somewhere inbetween Love and Heartbreak I lost myself.....till now. Enjoy



You trembled like you'd seen a ghost and I gave in.

I lack the things you need the most, you said where have you been?
You wasted all that sweetness to run and hide,
I wonder why?
I remind you of the days you poured your heart into,
but you never tried.

I've fallen from grace:
took a blow to my face

I've loved and I've lost.....


Explosions...on the day you finally wake up
needing somebody and you've learned,
it's okay to be afraid
but remember, it will never be the same.

You left my soul bleeding in the dark,
so you could be king.
The rules you set are still untold to me and I lost my faith in everything.
The nights you could cope, your intentions were gold,
but the mountains will shake.
I need to know that,
I can still make Explosions.


And as the floods move in,

and your body starts to sink:
I was the last thing on your mind,
It's simple.
I did give you a warning.
Now everything you own is falling from the sky in pieces:
so watch them fall with you, in slow motion.
I pray that you will find peace of mind,
and I'll find you another time.

I'll love you, another time

Found

And the heart is hard to translate, 

It has a language of it's own, 

It talks and tongues and quiet sighs and prayers and proclamations, 

In the grand days of great men and the smallest of gestures, 

In short shallow gasps.

But with all my education, 

I can't seem to commend it, 

And the words are all escaping me, 

And coming back all damaged, 

And I would put them back in poetry, 

If I only knew how, 

I can't seem to understand it

And I would give all this and heaven too, 

I would give it all if only for a moment, 

That I could just understand the meaning of the word you see, 

it never makes sense to me at all.

And it talks to me in tiptoes, 

And sings to me inside, 

It cries out in the darkest night, 

And breaks in the morning.

[

No, words are a language, 

It doesn't deserve such treatment, 

And all my stumbling phrases, 

Never amounted to anything worth this feeling, 

All this heaven, 

Never could describe such a feeling as I'm having, 

Words were never so useful, 

So I was screaming out a language that I never knew existed before.

THE END

Orgasm

The brain explodes.

The body tightens all around.

The anticipation of prolonging.

Placing the mind in a situation that could one day exist

to capture only a few seconds of complete bliss.

Stepping out of this world

into another for just one brief moment.

Sighs

Oh, the possibilities of achieving utter satisfaction.

Warm breaths on my skin.

Touch

Release.

The day has turned to night

the smells are enhanced

the sensations are pure

Into disparate slivers of light,

that weave into an aura,

Like a thunderstorm in the body

With both violence and serenity,

Stretching seconds into eternity,
And draining it,

Of far more than the spilled fluids,

Around gently pulsating flesh



Commitment

Its the way sometimes

I want to be nourished by you,

but please

don't forget to let me be hungry.

Its the way that you let me loose in you

to nose around

without a map or a compass,

and grow frightened in the ways I get lost in you.

Or the way I want to be a kid with you,

dam up your liquids with mud and leaves

into puddles of summer storms

so I can drink freely from you

until you

must

have

release,

and break my seam and flood into me.

Or how I sometimes want to be

still with you

all through my dreams,

until you wake me to lift the weight

of gray sunday from my waist.

And just when you thought it was safe to stop coming,

let it begin again.