Memorabilia.

you slip through my fingers;

a fleeting ghosts of memories--

time breathing last moments

broken by tears and screams

of pleas of pain and happiness

i loved

but now you stay in abyss

a fickering existence

frozen in the second hand

of the broken clock.

The story of us

And your name s i n k s
into my skin--its ice on a furnace
hot, hot, hot like your lips on mine

searing those promises
deep into my b o n e s
stealing away every breath of mine

with you,
i don't need air.

6 senses.

y  o  u 

smell of {temptation}

taste of {frustration}

look like {possession}

sound like {jealousy}

feel like {desire}

and i sense l o v e.

First time.

i remember being captured

by your pliant lips cold as fire

and held--strung across your heart

beating me with wild pulses 

i hope you dream of me tonight.

Because I am autumn.

autumn leaves tremble under your fingertips

and they b r e a k

falling and fading into

nothingness

but in your arms i am something

[warm&

fragile&

vulnerable&]

maybe I don't mind

breaking.

My love, I fly.

Because in my dreams I can fly

so I fly to you, amor meus

[ my love ]

beating hard with charred wings

i hold on to the unforgiving wind, ardor meus

[ my passion]

the shackles are burning reality into my ankles, 

but i keep running--i run to you, vita mea

[ my life ]

over oceans of broken glass i may fall

but i will fly, to you

Aevum, amor meus

[ forever, my love ]

Because.

i love you

in the way that i don't understand

i don't love you in the way others love you

but i do love you the way i love certain things

i love you as beauty is to be loved

in kind words, kind eyes, kind lips

there is beauty in your kindness

that i love

i love you as secrets are to be loved

in the shadows, corners, darkness of the soul

there are mysteries in your whispers

that i love

and i love you as lovers are to be loved

in whispers, sighs and pleasure

there is contentment in your warmth

that i love

but truthfully

i don't understand how to love

not in the way you love me

but in the way i love you

that i do, love.

Painkiller.

it hurts

and every kiss, planting roses, you press

down the roads of my neck

leave me b r e a t h l e s s

and you're my aphrodisiac

all glorious nectar clinging to thirsty tongues

and i drink in you,

as you drink in me

and drain my innocence

like blood.

leaving me empty, empty, empty,

and nothing but roses to hold onto.

because you can see.

i run into your arms

and i fall into your eyes

drown in your multitude of frozen dreams

wild desires, and bitter lies.

your kisses spread like wildfire,

and the ocean pools in those eyes,

those heaven-sent illusory celestial orbs

that see me through, right through my disguise.

d o n ' t . l o o k . a t . m e

She falls too quickly.

she falls too quickly

because falling is all she's ever known

and to fall is to learn how to crawl back up

until bloodied knees and blooded hearts

bleed no longer.

the haze of a mans' love

has long ago dissipated with cold, cruel cutting wind

r  e  j  e  c  t  i  o  n

for such hallucinations can only be stopped

by the medicine of his heavenly kisses

f  a  l  s  e  h  o  p  e

and as drying autumn leaves fall

she shall fall too

she falls too quickly

because falling is all she's ever known

and to fall, to be picked up, to be held,

actually frightens her just that little bit,

because falling in love with him

doesn't hurt.

"i'm scared..."

dedicated to my mate Bethany

Pathetic Attempt.

I hide my soul from piercing eyes,

Whispered words swim in lies.

I weep in silence, I cry in fear,

shadowed eyes veil broken tears.

Shatter the truth and break me apart,

trace the jagged lines running down my heart,

feel the blossoming bruise from hailing rain,

drenching me in bitter p a i n .