Thursday, December 3, 2009

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They go marching at the slightest of commands
Like hired guns paid in carnage
all they want is a taste
a taste of you at your worst
the sight of your last breath
as it condenses in the cold air
like your soul being set free
as your body becomes theirs
they'll take as they please

Sunday, August 9, 2009

30 Days of Darkness

It's almost dawn
and goodbyes will last forever.
Together we are
and together we will be.
You embrace me as I melt away
and the comfort of your care
will last me an eternity.
Goodbye will last forever.
It's almost dawn.
...goodbye

Thursday, August 6, 2009

The Mourning Dove

The caged bird flys
so sad and far from home.
All alone amongst the grey sky,
it sings a song of mourning
like the doves
perched upon the wire.
They see all
Hope and happiness
loss and longing
fair and foregoing
yet they still sing
their song of mourning
They still stand their perch and wait
all alone amongst the grey sky.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Like You Knew Me

Oh, baby,
if you only knew
my thought process
and how it pertains to you.
Long, amber hair,
eyes wide for the glare
Oh, baby,
it just ain't fair.
You stare right through me,
like you knew me
all the while.
With an honest smile
and a lightning in your eye,
it shocked me to hear
only truth and not lie.
Oh, baby,
if you only knew.
It just ain't fair.

Saturday, June 13, 2009

If Only a Whisper

Everything ended so abrubtly.
It's a wonder I wonder
about you at all.
Still I do.
Can you still see
the beauty in the trees
the breeze blowing life
through the leaves?
Do you think about me
as the sunsets?
As it disembarks
below the tree line,
do you wonder if
I'm somewhere watching, too?
Or are you too absorbed in you?

You could ask the same.
Do my dreams whisper
your name?
They're more like a scream
and I awake without you
beside me.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

So Many Miles, So Short a Distance

I drove miles, passing time alone.
So many miles, you'd never know,
to pass my time with you.
It feels like I've travelled the world.
Yet here I sit in the same town
I did all that I could, I hope you see.
There's so many feelings
bubbling up inside of me.
And instead of hiding, I run.
I drive so many miles, you'll never know.
It feels as if I've travelled the world.
Yet here I sit in the same town,
passing time alone.

Longing for the Light

Oh, for romance.
For the feel of lips
cold and wet from the water
that we swim in.
For the feeling of flesh
pressed against flesh.
Face to face
as we bob like swans
upon crystal-strewn waters
in a sea of contentment.
For the kiss that's shared
for the first time together
and the feeling in your heart,
the light feeling in your stomach.
Like the light at the end of the tunnel,
there is hope.

Our Last Moments

Nothing lasts forever.
So I hope the vision of you,
running barefoot
through the cold wet grass
in the black of night,
soon fades.
A streetlight lit your silhouette
and I nearly stopped
as I heard the echo of your voice
crackle with held back tears,
begging me not to leave.
Still I sped off, I turned the corner
and the last page of our chapter together.

"Taking a break" was your way of progressing towards permanence. One week would become two, would become three, would become forever. Because "taking a break" is the long way to "breaking up" and I refuse to continue to put my life on hold in order for you to continue fumbling around in the dark. A streetlight lit your silhouette, yet you remain simply a shadow.

Monday, May 18, 2009

The Warmth

Like coming in from the cold winter weather
Removing gloves, scarves, hats, boots
and laying down in front of the fire
wrapped in a blanket
Feel the warmth as it begins to tingle in your toes
Spreading, you relax and breathe deeply
There is nothing like it
The way the warmth makes everything okay
It is the best feeling you will find
It is like being a kid again
coming in from the cold on a snow day
and letting the warmth
melt away your cares

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

The Depot

You said you had to get out
You had to go right now
So I followed you downtown
To the depot
Where a one-way was enough
It was enough for where we’d go
And we’ll know we’ve arrived
When we get there
Where we always have enough
Where our life is never rough
And the sun is always shining
Through the rain clouds
We could live just how we want
Without any consultation
If we only could get down
To the depot
Where we’ll bravely board the boxcar
Show a stub, light a cigar
And dream of what we’ll do
When we get there
To live out our lives in the sun
On a patio recliner
And see the silver liner
Through the rain clouds
You said you had to go
You had to get out right now
So I followed you down town
To the depot
Where our one-way was enough
To get us where we wanted
And we spent the day dreaming
Until we got there

Rain Drops and Heartbeats

Rain drops broke the sound of silence
Upon a roof they fall
In an outdoor room
The beginning of a season starting
With a sunny day in April
She was like the spring
He was glad to be around

Through her touch he felt her soul
And his heart did skip a beat
Her lungs did hold a breath
To breathe with his

Through his eyes she felt composed
And her lungs did skip a breath
His heart did hold a beat
To beat with hers

Heartbeats broke the sound of silence
Upon mattresses they lay
In an outdoor room
The beginning of their life together
With a promise made in April
She was the only thing
He was glad to be around

The Marksman (I Call it Aim)

The sugar and spice they speak of
She embodies the batter
A girl with a recipe for destruction
And a coy smile, shot with precision,
Suggesting every bad decision you could make
She can eat you alive
Or squeeze you to death
Either way she’s pleased
Chances are you are, too
As she shoots that coy smile
Flashes a glimmer of a wink
And turns back to her drink
Some people might call it a hustle
She’d just call it a game
But I call it a different name
I call it aim
She shoots to kill
She’s deadly on her draw
Just like in a Western
She’s the quick, you’re the dead
She can eat you alive
With a suggestive coy smile
Some people might call it a hustle
She’d just call it a game
But I call it a different name
I call it aim