Heartstrings

She slips in quietly and brings you to your knees
This insatiable hunger, that only she can ease
The pull is strong and you don't fight it anymore
You never expected this chance to explore

What will you find, if you look close enough?
A hard edge, from years of acting so tough
Probably a soft spot, somewhere deep inside
Behind the decorations, where the naked things hide

But you see she is strong, with out a doubt
Because life has weathered her, through hurricane and drought
Yet here she is, as content as a butterfly
in an overgrown garden, with flowers gone awry

Maybe she sees in you, the balance she needs
A reason to continue to pick through the weeds
There's just something so comfortable between you two
and without speaking a word, you both kind of knew

These things have a way, of sticking around
The awareness is there, even if method can't be found
Because now you're tied together, by your heartstrings
and she feels your soul, every time your heart sings

Heal or be free with me

I can feel it turning me inside out,

this force that can't be tamed.

Stealing every breath you take...

making my heart inflamed.

Fear wells up deep inside me

and I try to hide it from you.

But my increasing dread is loud,

like a deep hum, through a kazoo.

How much time will you have,

to bask in this sun?

How much bliss will we know,

before the easy part is done?

Because reality is hard

and we both know it well.

These vehicles are fragile,

like a delicate egg shell.

I stay just close enough

to feel like I'm of some aid.

But really I'm no healer,

so I end up just afraid.

Afraid of what could happen,

to someone that I love...

All those dreadful things,

that I prefer not to think of.

Feeling caught up in fear

is a horrible way to be,

so I release you to the Universe

and hope you stay right here with me.

Chronophobia

Some think time will last forever

their connections in life, never to sever.

But you and I, we know better than that

and the Universe will choose to take us back

Why then, are we so hesitant to live

so very careful about how much we give

What are we afraid of, that hasn't already begun

is it prudent, to think we can run

I've seen life vanish in the blink of an eye

so it isn't hard for me to understand why

when something so meaningful shows its face

I let it take me to a higher place

Love is this thing, so abundant and free

but I hold on tight when it comes to me

For life can be gone, just as quick as it started

no more time to say 'I love you', to the dearly departed

Image by Ryan McGinley

Follow through...

The world won't stay standing still

Image Credit - Jenny Morgan

in this brief euphoric day dream.
The cycle continues to flow
as I watch the changing color scheme.

Just let me know when to worry
right before it gets too late.
Because every bit I loose of you
seals our already compromised fate.

What is a love worth
if it never sees the light?
Like a boxed up collection  
tucked away, out of sight.

You can lie to me
and make me think it's true.
You can lie to yourself too
just as long as you follow through.

Because what's not said is suicide
for the promises in your heart.
And what's not acknowledged is murder
when two souls are forced to
part.

Malevolent Desire

Elegant curves and devilish charm, 

a dark maiden on your arm.

Whispering a curse into your ear, 

as your inhibitions disappear.

Hair black as night and lips so red, 

she's already gotten into your head.

Her allure is one that could kill 

and she'd do it all for the thrill.

Do not look her in the eye,

until you're ready to say goodbye.

This beauty has you under her spell...

in love with this evil mademoiselle.

Go ahead, let her into your heart,

where she very slowly tears you apart.

Limb by limb, she rips you to bits,

but you can't stop staring at her tits.

A bite to your neck is all it takes...

first a sting, then you get the shakes.

Blood starts dripping down your spine

and she drinks it all, like a fine wine.

She can't stop with just a taste,

so she drags her tongue down to your waist.

Another bite is what she wants,

but can you endure her endless haunts?

Her teeth dig deep into your skin...

on her face, a sinister grin. 

She's slowly eating you alive,

and all you can do is hope to survive.

She owns your soul, you helpless sot

and now your blood begins to clot.

She's not ready to end you yet...

she has to light a cigarette.

The evil woman takes a drag,

then pulls out something from her bag.

It's the thing she will use to end your life...

Her trusty little butcher knife.

Before you can question all this,

she bends over and plants her kiss.

As your lips begin to part,

she plunges the knife into your heart.

Room to Bloom

Was headed someplace,
not sure where.
Really no time
to prepare...

Now I'm taking 
this quite slow,
because I have 
a ways to go...

Each step I take,
leads me to the next
then I take that step,
and feel the effects.

You don't get it
and that's okay,
because it's not for you
anyway...

This journey is mine,
to walk alone.
A transformtion
I can't postpone.

You can be near me,
while I do my thing.
I like the lessons
that you bring.

You're like a mirror,
reflecting back to me...
All of those things
I'm too stubborn to see.

When the light shines
and I see my flaws,
I know we're both human
and it makes me pause...

For life is so short,
like the magnolia bloom
and I can't crowd my spirit
I must leave room...

The Passage of Time

No way to escape the passing of time,

when blissful moments, give way to the climb.

Always reaching back for the way things were,

but finding the opposite of what we prefer.

Can we just hold on and keep things like this?

keep loosing ourselves in this summer of bliss...

But time will go on, whether we want it to or not,
Thwarting our efforts to change up the plot.

So afraid that this bliss will not last,
and our patterns will come in and repeat the past.
What can we do to save our sick souls,
before it's too late to patch up the holes?

In some ways the stage is already set
and the passage of time, our biggest threat.
If we can't escape fate, then we might as well try,
to enjoy the time as it inevitably goes by.