I can hear the cry of the train carrying across the valley Alone again Wishing by daybreak to be by your side I can’t sleep Waiting again Holding on to my blanket the dark covering me like a black bird Dreaming again Letting go of hope while drowning in the rain Singing again Maybe it’s…
She’s a mess At least that’s what she tells me As beautiful as the sun kissed ocean in winter Her heart as open too I’m not looking for trouble I’m not looking for anything At least that’s what she tells me All the time lying in my arms lying to herself We both know She…
She walks slowly away dragging her finger across the satin sheets of our bed. This is not our typical Sunday morning. Our Sunday is usually filled with countless chores that generally keep us from spending the day basking in our love. Today though we were graced with the pleasure of one another’s company, and it…
Greeting you in the morning That kiss that stayed on my lips all day The smell of body lingering in my thoughts My day couldn’t pass quick enough Only to lay next to you again Long nights now alone In the bed we shared I wait like a corpse Alone and broken Knowing you’ll never…
Your soft blonde hair tickles my shoulder As you get up to leave Rising so early has become second nature We have nowhere to go, not for hours so you smile and return to my side Our time is spent with quiet jokes and coffee Yoga poses and talk about skating That smile… It’s the…
Tightly the rope pulled close and her anticipation climbed As her anxiety of letting go faded With each new and undiscovered fear arising She was able to move quickly past them and into an unseen nirvana His hands found their way slowly around the curves and bends of her body Giving her the darker areas…
Somewhere half way between a dream and a memory I waited for her Grasping at thoughts of redemption She begs me not to remember but it’s something I’m unable to forget Maybe I’m just unwilling Forgiveness is a journey I don’t travel well Placing my thoughts into my hands Believing the dream to be a…
On the edge of my bed she sits waiting for the sun to rise My favorite shirt hangs from her like a dress It’s the only thing she’s wearing I hear her singing “Blue Jeans” by Lana Del Rey under her breath “I will love you til the end of time…” As the morning light…
The morning breeze rushes in as I open the window to a new day Thoughts of last night still dance in my head as if some forgotten nightmare is following me I stand here looking out the window of our dreams Thoughts and happy images frolic in the corners of my mind But I can…
