

Love TickTime never took a moment to breathe, The clock on her knees begging Wait! My hands are tired of running circles for you Turmoil, turning with each tick of time- No more.Love Tick
Love is a race, braced, retraced- often misplaced And never won. Tender ticking of a heart beat Seconds just begun. Mahogany face cant help but wonder,
Grasping in blunder Of her intangible love.
Charcoal arms wrapping moments that can never be caught Or brought back,
Seconds turn to minutes turn to hours turn to days The clock taking each opportune moment to say, &


Highway 85Tires of my politically outspoken vehicle Hum against the pavement Engulfed by darkness, firework lights dance across the highway Possessing a language of their own, in conversation we engage,Highway 85
The night brings life with each breath Rhythmic, inhale, exhale, a choir of essence Images intertwine themselves, cascading into positions Pieces of lifes puzzle No box born reference picture,
I am unsure whether to first approach the edges or the core
Blindly seeking substance. I never was an expert in seeing through the dark. Bathed by the heat that reigns from inside my mobile


If Only I CouldYou are my sun, my moon, my rain, my wind. My breath when I cannot breathe, my eyes when I cannot see. Your waves wash through me and I simply cannot remember what it was like to be with out you, to ever be alone. And I whisper I love you into the peach fuzz of your ear, wondering softly, will you ever truly know just how much. I read a book once, before my innocence was tainted, about two rabbits. As the gleefully played games of "guess how much I love you" I would smile and wonder if I could ever love someone like that. Now every once in a while I take a glance your way and I feel pity for those rabbits, for I know they could never guess hoIf Only I Could
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