We are running far
From distant buried secrets
We won’t dare repeat
~
With a light ahead
The tunnel no longer feels
Dark and turbulent
Month: March 2018
Butterflies
We’re still playing here
Running along with the wind
Catching butterflies
Roots
There are no deep roots
In this place we once called home
The roses have dried
~
The buds have wilted
In the bed where we made love
No sunshine nor rain
Love Notes and Dirty Dishes #18D2
We are all searching
For something more than a look
But, a connection
Sunken Ship
Why do I still care?
When he will never love you
The ways I could have
~
Why are you still there?
I’ve prayed all the love away
It’s a sunken ship
Blue
Rainbows and sunshine
Kissy sounds and lullabies
Just for me and you
~
A spark of lightning
Blue in your seductive stare
Leaves me stark naked
Dark Morning
I woke up heavy
With no coffee or hot tea
On a dark morning
~
No one next to me
To whisper my favorite songs
Softly in my ear
Calls
Who will I turn to
Since you are no longer there
To answer my calls
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I stare out into
A frigid midnight winter
Alone and desperate
Jumping Lovers
We waited along
A bridge of jumping lovers
Falling to their deaths
Assassins
Be careful of those
Who smile in your face the most
They are assassins
