The paper moon that's cut by night
Masters its precise desired shape...

The mouths red as rose
connecting a love only the lovers know...

The time in between remained all but desire
The longing was satisfied and nothing came...

The day is today for me, tomorrow for him
The closeness in his eyes glaring my way...

Convey to me why we could never be
I love you more than love itself...

Will you please comment, they mean a lot to me!
My soul is like a cloudy night...

Dwelling on the past of instability,
With liquor you numb for the while...

Wiping away my tear with the hand you once held
You stood there without a care...

The period of his boyhood growth
Was through times of vile hatred...

Please comment on this!!
For you I will stay as pure as a dove...

This is for David
Your comments matter...

Missings his whispers in my ear
and the way he kisses every tear...