Tonight I'll murder you the literate way
riding a sword of words...

Like a waterfall my sweet, I fall frequently
into the painful pleasure your love bestows me...

For how long would a boat be tossed into the
ocean before it settles on a tender destination...

I possibly will no longer relax along
the shores of someone's aquatic core...

You make me smile from behind
the curtains that I often cleanse...

In wonder I held a cheap pen,
squeezed it between my fingers...

Supposed to bed under Sad poems, but ya nature...

For the final time I will steal
one last sip of your bitter cup...

A cactus bathing amidst the pale drought that's
featuring its arid surrounding, except that the...

I took my steps back,
and ran out of your life...

Tomorrow sounds like forever
and near seems so far away...

At the back of my mind,
you've built a habitat...