Harp as a heart
beats in the plucking of strings.
Living the normal life
is over rated and
too planed out by others.
I think adventure and unknowing
has lead me the right way thus far.
Friday, November 13, 2009
Friday, November 6, 2009
Awkward at the least
I love Your Existence.
I really do.
But can't you tell I am afraid of this.
My heart cannot handle pain, and sorrow.
If I love you will you treasure it?
You beautiful, and I adore that you love me.
Why don't I sense the fear in your voice,
I so badly want to tell you how scared and nervous I am.
As I open my mouth, the word are like vapor,
silent and invisible.
Baby I need your embrace right around now.
I'm coming soon,
save a hug for me.
I really do.
But can't you tell I am afraid of this.
My heart cannot handle pain, and sorrow.
If I love you will you treasure it?
You beautiful, and I adore that you love me.
Why don't I sense the fear in your voice,
I so badly want to tell you how scared and nervous I am.
As I open my mouth, the word are like vapor,
silent and invisible.
Baby I need your embrace right around now.
I'm coming soon,
save a hug for me.
Its all a cup of coffee
This feeling,
fills me with fear that inspires.
Distance,
soon to be abolished.
Are things moving,
a little to fast for my taste.
I'll admit,
I had to do with it.
That won't hold me back.
Just don't hurt me....
fills me with fear that inspires.
Distance,
soon to be abolished.
Are things moving,
a little to fast for my taste.
I'll admit,
I had to do with it.
That won't hold me back.
Just don't hurt me....
Friday, October 23, 2009
Werewolf Bound by the ocean
Holding Your Arm, Hands Clenched Tight
Looking to the stars we begin to take flight.
Across the Universe we roam.
Our surreal life has found the perfect home.
Trust between the beats of our hearts
Lets avoid death,
become Inseparable to start.
Sizzling foam on top of the sea,
is the song assuring the pieces fit snugly.
A man on the street
sings songs to his love.
She lives miles away
from his local train station.
The wind carries her voice from coast to coast.
As it reaches his lonely ears,
tears fall onto the strings of his vintage guitar.
Together they wander the pathways of their city.
Hoping to find the eyes that search for theirs.
What a painful love.
Looking to the stars we begin to take flight.
Across the Universe we roam.
Our surreal life has found the perfect home.
Trust between the beats of our hearts
Lets avoid death,
become Inseparable to start.
Sizzling foam on top of the sea,
is the song assuring the pieces fit snugly.
A man on the street
sings songs to his love.
She lives miles away
from his local train station.
The wind carries her voice from coast to coast.
As it reaches his lonely ears,
tears fall onto the strings of his vintage guitar.
Together they wander the pathways of their city.
Hoping to find the eyes that search for theirs.
What a painful love.
Friday, October 9, 2009
Thoughts and dreams of Arizona
replaying my dreams of a stoney werewolf riding a train all the way to his eccentric mermaid
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Train Whistle
My limbs when weak,
Like the morning when we met.
I think my heart,
Started to beat again.
Hes back in my arms,
Trying hard,
Barely keeping composure.
Like the morning when we met.
I think my heart,
Started to beat again.
Hes back in my arms,
Trying hard,
Barely keeping composure.
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