Afraid of waking sleeping dogs...
I tiptoe around this house...
In her eyes lay salt crystals of regret,
pain trying to escape her heart...
Loving you is so easy,
of all the people out there, how could I be so...
Drain your words of their nectar
And fill up my cup once more...
Weave your words around me,
They feel so good pressed against my skin...
The clouds are running a marathon
in my mind, in the sky...
My pain in my heart is sadness,
But right now all my heart needs...
My thoughts of you are red.
Not the flare of passion or tender hues of...
In February,
there is tenderness in the air...
Every word captivated your heart
Your insecurities banished...
Poets write of loneliness
where knuckles lay straight and fingers beg...
If I could buy tears in a grocery store
I'd grab a can, because I'm not done...