Not much to think about at all before I met you,
Eat. Sleep. Drink. Drink alcohol. Sleep...

I watch her from the mirror
As her size 3 figure exits the shower...

I met him once over the phone,
Now we're in this place, alone...

Underneath a shining blue neon moon,
That glistened next to diamonds shaped like stars...

She wears the sound of water
As she glides from steaming clouds...

The resonance of her song is low,
Yet strong as it carries me to a surreal world...

Hot July night under blankets of stars,
Sandwiched between like and lust...

My sincerest apologies to all those involved:
I thought it was healed until it evolved...

Little Red Dress.
"Notice-me" neckline...

There is a burgundy sky, an open vein, that splits...
Waters surge from Thine eyes as your child excels...

I'm a lover and a fighter,
I am nothing that I seem...

The burgundy sky,
An open vein...