
About Me
- The Tears They Keep Pouring.
- I have two eyes and a mouth, I think I might still have two ears... yes. yes. i do. I find that at my weakest moments that I am strong.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
I love your kisses. If only I knew who you where.
Kites are fun when they don't fly.
Flowers and candles burn
As water fills my room
Lightning strikes
As I think about your naked body
And the way we could intertwine
I make tea and sit in a corner
Staring at my face
Memorizing every feature
Tracing the lines with permanent marker
And crying until my tears are dry
When will we come alive
Its winter
And I have become October
Leaves surround my heart
Protecting every beat
I envision us together
Mocking the world
Collecting lawn gnomes
And dancing in the rain.
I get lost with the sound of your voice
Incense burn
And lightning strikes
Darkness surrounds the morning
And fog my heart.
Who will save me
And when will morning come
I envision us together
Entangled in the sheets
Everything smells so sweet
As I sip my tea
In my corner tracing the outline of your face
And painting with the color of your eyes
Using your body as canvas
And my heart as insperation.




