Deepest sleeps,
moon shines bright.
The bottle of red wine stands tall,
and empty.
resting inside my body,
passed out on my couch.
Televisions violent rays still flashing before me,
not disturbing my slumber.
I'm dreaming of you,
your face comes back to memory.
I'm intoxicated,
but I have your eyes approximated.
As your smile sparkles like the stars outside my water sprinkled windows.
Your walking away,
through the never ending field behind my house.
Going out into the world lying before you.
Taking chances,
passing by entranced glances.
I'm screaming your name,
and my tears are streaming.
The rain wets my hair.
Blackness runs from my eyes
down my face,
and stains my shirt.
And now I'm running,
running,
houses behind me shrinking,
along with blurriness,
and determination to get you in my arms once more.
Your walking,
as I'm racing.
Suddenly you stop,
turn around.
Second thoughts,
chances,
wishes
fill your eyes.
But your feet are stuck,
in dirt melted by the rain,
and in overpowering memories.
I jump,
legs are numb,
and cold.
A naked
wet,
face.
Inches away from yours.
Lips collide,
and the mix of your tears and mine,
creates burning friction against my face.
The rain keeps pouring,
and the clouds stay gray.
"Come back to me?"
I ask,
more like pray,
or plead.
Down on my knees
eyes are red,
feet mixed with blood, sweat, and dirt.
But I just want you to say yes,
thats all I care,
thats all I'll share.
And then,
you pick me up.
Voices are silenced.
You kiss me,
addicting,
softly,
strongly.
Look me in the eyes.
And slowly lay me down on the long,
emerging
grass growing from the ground.
you walked away,
And you left me there.
Sobs,
tears,
screams,
and so many broken dreams.
Slowly dying,
slowly trying,
to get up again.
But when I try,
and when i finally stand.
I just fall,
and hope that you will come back to me again.
