I love you.
So overused and common...can't we be more...

I'm really sorry, but I don't understand
how could she really be gone...

Sandy plains wrapping around ebony words
call out to my lover tonight...

Caress me,
hold me...

I.gnore me
L.eave me to die...

Twirling in a world of faux reality,
a ballerina playing in a fountain of age...

Dream again
of the hope that eluded you...

Give me your heart
and wrap it in barbed wire...

Sorrow,
Sorrow go away...

My thoughts crucified under the moonlight
and tossed carelessly into the mainstream...

She stands there, solitary in a world of couples
blushing a delicate pink...

The hand of Longevity brushes the cool water of...
sending ripples of age through her reflection...