You wandered through the years,from heart to broken heart,the light once placed so gently inside youbecoming fanned fires getting ready to torch,sweep over with nothing but love. There was a dark divide between us at times,a quiet we did not know how to occupy,but words can be as damaging as prolonged silences,sounds shaped around what we can say betterwith the breath taken before lips seal with a kiss. You swam through t...

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If your words are painted across my heart,if your face is drawn along every wallI'll go on to build around myself,then I could still hold on tosome semblance of you.Some parallel echo I may be able to record and mimic,create from scratch again and build any way I want,but each one of those possible timelineswould always carry a flaw sewn in somewhere.The color of your eyes may be a shade off,bedroom light revealing the wr...

If silence speaks volumes then it doesn't matterhow much oxygen is expelled from my lungs for you,if one breath can strip you to the boneand shake each monster you've molded my face to. Whatever you've shaped us into,I'll be in the dark and would rather keepthe moments where I looked intothe bare essence of someone,someone who could return such a rare gaze,and never flee from what we could build together. I would rather r...

Everything dims around me, a bulb's filament fading fast, the light along warm hands cautiously receding when we reach for one another. Our hearts like two darkened continents afloat, struggling to collide in our new forms. Consuming me now just as much as the first time I tried to unravel your mysterious layers, the clues and fissures entwining our maps, connecting the invisible traces between the glows you've placed so...

I wondered what you were waiting for,lighting a candle and sitting by the same windowevery night with the curtain slightly drawn open,casting a narrow slant of wavy glows like ghostsshimmering along your face.Our names never exchanged,we've always been strangers,but I saw something in youthat I recognized in myself,in anyone that lost their heartand waits to be held.Waiting for love to take itsunique shape before you agai...

I'll never learn anything about you by skimming surfaces,so I traced our steps to find what keeps tying you and I together,following the years back to a spark and a wick becoming one to light your home and cast out the phantoms that knew you more than I ever could.It wasn't wrong to want to be so close,to want your heart to encase minewhen I've seen skin to stone from what we've known,when I've eyes turn from bright gemst...

There's a stillness here now breaking,glows through the cloud's dark paths,as a hush falls over our homethere are whispers of you in every room,filling the hollows you made in me.I don't know if they're really just in my head,or if the echoes dancing between the wallsare beyond understanding.If what makes and sustains them is the same invisible forcethat draws people together and pulls them apart,like the countless shapes...

So much more lives in me than you'll ever know of,even though you once drew so close to me,whispering that I only know how tolook at the outside of things.But, when we're here as tangled resting skin,you always seem to be just out of reach.My fingertips navigate every fold of your heart and know these curves and valleysdo not belong to a stranger.Maybe that's what hurts the most,that you turn to a dim sky when our eyes me...

I wrote a quatrain just for you to make you smile with words a'few but must we follow rules and such or can we write without that crutch. Pen in hand refreshed anew I wrote a quatrain just for you. And so it goes when creative thought must pull from space a worthy plot. I ponder how the rules of rhyme must be in place from time to time. I wrote a quatrain just for you because such rules provide the glue. I thank you for t...

I close the curtains and put out each lamp,my Sunday morning window's gray with ticking ages,the cool mist of the season nearing.Each cell and promise chilled down to the marrow,turning to ice in me when you only deserved warmth.I can barely endure building it for you,the bonfires telling the truth toevery intricate shadow but my own,the violent flickering like swirling spiritsconstantly joining and letting go.The amber a...

I’m gonna smoke a bong,wearing a thong,then sing a song.Thong Bong Song, it shall be named,and after that, I shall be blamedfor corrupting youth, but we all know the truth.They can’t be tamed,or I blamedfor their minds being maimed.They grew up twisted,that’s just today,but come what may,they will always say:“Oh, you cannot blame us,for you would make a fuss,every time we cuss!So what choice do we have,but to sit and have...

Oh, yawn,might I compare thee,to a word that rhymes with thee?Or maybe I shouldclimb a tree?I don't know,but I'll let the words flow,they may be slow,but I'm gonna crow.Oh, crow, might I compare ya,to yer elderly pa?Nope, nada and definitely nah.I think I'll just look,and think you're a rook. I think I'm stupid.

The world is full, Of good and bad, Joy and happiness, And misery so sad, When all is hale, We're so glad, When woe prevails, Grief is ironclad. Old and worn, Seems to creak, Smiles can’t hide, How hoary and weak, Agony pounding, Inducing shrieks, Time passes slowly, The future is bleak.They did not want, To take this course,With every movement, It would force, Pain and anguish, Their voice was hoarse, Steps must be taken...

Don't move yet, I want to keep the precise moment  I slip through the bedroom door and see the hallway's  narrow slant of light cover your sleeping form,  the glimpse of your bare leg outside the blanket,  locks of hair that have fallen over half of your face. But there's a danger that comes with being so drawn in by someone. You recede when I get near enough to summon  what love once shaped,  I realize the outline of you...