nothing left.

left her to think of my life and all its come too

the pain the misery the lust the lies dug through

i grab on and hold for dear life

so cliché to no ones dismay i pray for my wife

in hopes to hold her hand and walk side by side in all this luster

such shapes exist when dreams become reality with trust from one another.

i know it may take time like fine wine, but patience is no fun when all i wanna do is make you mine

lust after you and take you for my own, become lost in our thoughts & so whats left to condone?

leave that stone unturned and expose the truth, that what lies beneath are creeps & fools.

i spoil myself with images of compassion so soil yourself with images of passion.

randomly i evoke my feelings so you too may understand what i'm feeling.

i can be complicated and a bit overdone at times. so i extend apologies if you fail to feel fine.

see i do what i can when the time is right, not my fault that my clock was never right.

i fall two steps behind so I'm a too much to handle, lets ease into the evening with dinner by candle...light my fire and take me higher! i see everything like a clear dream and it's you that I've been waiting for like an unhealthy fiend.

numb i become left to fall on half of my being, understood I've yet to become, my thoughts and ideas go unseen. one song on repeat is all i need to conjure up every last inch of my creativity to all its longevity, till i pass out from the insanity, till i give in to the mortality....

that is me.

untitled.

naked as we came unaware was her name

she spoke to me in a dream to reveal her biggest pain.

under the tree we sat bare arms in all

her head to rest in my lap her sleepy eyes would fall.

forgetful her soul

of the stories untold.

but i dare not wake this sleeping beauty

rested so softly its my honor to hold her gently.

for this moment in time i feel peace as last

caress her face, soft kiss on the cheek such acts shall never pass.

we looked up into the sky so hopeful of ourselves

intertwined we became in emotions we fell.

forgetful her soul

of the stories untold.

but i dare not wake this sleeping beauty

rested so softly its my honor to hold her gently.

the night fell upon us with chills too soon to follow

i wrap myself around hers in anticipation of tomorrow.

i know nothing of the thoughts that flood her mind

but one this is for certain, tonight she is mine.

forgetful her soul

of the stories untold

but i dare not wake this sleeping beauty

rested so softly its my honor to hold her gently.

i was afraid this night would soon come to an end

i expressed my deepest regrets if my heart failed to mend

i hoped for reassurance from this lively vessel so i could breath again

little to my surprise was her lack of response and so i prayed for another day another night another chance to begin again

forgetful her soul

of stories untold

but i dare not wake this sleeping beauty

rested so softly its my honor to hold her gently.

it's my honor to hold her so gently.

tonight

like any other night, i walk the halls of my mundane imagination, left to pick up the trashed ideas and mold them into a vessel used to ship off to a land of boisterous lust, i must get there.

when this day is over i am left to sit along those walls of mundane imagination and ponder the wasted efforts used to dagger the hearts of the careless & forgettable. Forget it. its over. but when its over it'll be so good because thats how it should... be.

i cant see anything beyond the horizon so capture this moment and seal the lid, never expose it to anyone who dares to doubt the beauty that you say matters.

stomp on the hearts of the dream killers, those are the ones who trample the path of the victorious and thus must be thrown into the dust. i care too much to be engulfed by their hate, unaware they are they fuel my fire to reach hire, fulfill my desire.

my dear sir for this i ask are you for hire?