Rain.

Maybe it's the rain.
The depressing loneliness that hits my window.
I cannot stop my mind from thinking.
Pulling away is not an option.

Are you happy where you are?
Are you happy with the choice you made?
Do you ever wonder about me?

Winter is coming soon.
The future we spoke of has fallen apart.
Matrix of our lives still collide.

I know the road that lead us to each other.
The gate welcomes me with memories of warmeth.
Our tree bows beneath my touch.
It misses you as much as I do.

Green turns to brown.
Seasons change so fast.

I never thought I'd be here alone.
This moment should be ours.

Vertical branch which holds my seat.
I hear your whisper in my ear.
Addiction falls in the way you made me feel.

My fingers run along the ridges of your name still carved.
Tears and laughter swirl in the leaves.
My heart remains under your spell.

Then again, maybe it's just the rain.
The moon and the memories.
The life I knew with you.

Surviving you.

He feeds the whores the standard pillow talk.
Writing phrases & lyrics on their backs like soft chalk.
Fingers glide with perfect ease.
The simplicity he finds in lying to please.

Saying I love you does not fall fast, she knows herself and her own heart.
It's been to torn too much for him to touch and break apart.

He makes her feel like she is the only girl in the room.
She's too blinded by his eyes to smell the lingering perfume.
He will make her his for the night.
Leaving her asleep after the ultimate height.

She still wonders what if she had given in.
If he could change, what would have been?

She walks fast and pretends not to see his face on the street.
He remembers her taste, so wonderful, bitter and sweet.

He swivels to his next forgotten choice.
Maybe this one will help him forget her voice.

She lies awake and sees him in her head.
Though it was right, sometimes it's so lonely in this bed.

Supernaturalism.

To be held by you.

Protecting me from the gloom in my heart.
Make the grey go away from my soul.

The summer is leaving us so fast.
Our heartbeats keep time.
You sing to me the song only we know.

Like a secret club only we share.
Our legs intertwine in twilight.

The sky doesn't look the same now.
Birds know they compete.

This must be heaven.
Because nothing can be better than your whisper.
Your touch.
Your smell.

The glamour of love never did catch my eye.
Love is for fools and rich whores.

But now I can see more clearly.
Eyes of a newborn.
The life within me.
I'm free.

If I could paint the world of our red they would understand.
But, instead I find myself under your warlock moon.

I do not know much about science.
Or how to describe the way water tastes.
But in your arms, I feel like could win the coldest war.

The angels that made you must have known.
Love was in every light - every atom that fills your soul.

Like a velvet drug, your words touch me at the depths.
If it is wrong, let it be.
Passion and wind.

Sweet man, you have no idea the magic you create.

Transparent hill.

Different time, different place.
Things change so quickly when theres no lace.

From friends to lovers, back again.
Who knew the sweet beauty of such sin?

Life and love so complicated within the soul.
Where was my heart once was is just a lump of ragged coal.

The machine that I am cannot let me trust.
I continuously find myself lying beside him and only feeling hateful lust.

Your heart is home to mine.
Soulmates forever, softly intertwined.

Choosing which battle to fight for - and what to let be.
My love, I'm right here beside you, why can't you see?

This tug of war beneath our feet.
Matters between us are never perfectly nice & neat.

The flutter of butterflies has turned to moths.
I'm losing you to this at what cost?

You bring out the side of me no one else sees.
Everything fades when you touch me and whisper 'please?'

Empty thoughts, shattered dreams.
Love so stoic, life together yet unseen.

Back again in your arms.
Forgetting all others with pretty smiles and lots of charm.

You and me, this passion is real.
No matter how many times we have to climb back up hill.

Moment with him.

Emotional touch.
Buried beneath the layers.
Wrapped around him.
Lips like glue.
My heart is on fire.

Forgetting it all but the breath.

I don't belong here.

I could never deserve this.

Whispers of love.
Courageous first moves.
Lillies turn to red.
Love in the morning dew.

So delicate the stroke down my arm.

Passionate fingers through the silk.

He loves.
He loves.

Smelling his scent.
So familiar and intoxicating.
He makes me high with a touch to my back.
It can be too much.
Eyes on automatic close.

Connecting souls.

Rising between the moon and mercury.

This is love.
This is love.

Yearning for the unknown.
Accepting what may come.
I'm his to bend or break.
Earthquake of emotions.

A moment so pure.
Not perfect - but perfect for him.

I love.

I love.