Falling into your eyes with a single glance,
sweet nothings that are desiring to be said...

I aimlessly reach for a hand that won't ever be...
wishing I could wake up next to you like they do...

Trying to release the feelings that weigh me down,
with so little luck on finding ways to express...

If I said that I believe you're the missing link,
to my heart and soul, would you flee from me...

Once again I'm laying upon the cold floor,
staring up at the ceiling with vacant eyes...

Not my best...but I may change it sometime...
This story has yet to be told about Aphrodite...

I want to caress your cheek; a gentle touch,
rubbing my thumb against your cheekbone...

Really short and not my best...but... mine...
I'm scared of how I'm starting to feel...

Not my best...but how I feel...
Each time I open my mouth to speak...

Ariadne running through the Labyrinth she's the...
flowing gracefully through the spiraling pillars...

My first prayer is for...
the man who's too scared to risk...

Stitches held together by torment,
with a string of self-multiation; cut right...