a fool’s playground, broken gold allow it allow it doesn’t it get old? my Ken doll rah like paper folds bold in name and that is all same old same old rise and fall it’s peak though because broken bows don’t help you grow you know.
You look familiar, My rekindled flame, Smiling eyes appear, Spirits the same. Wandering heart, You’re everything you claim, A work of art, In God’s name.
Visionless division comes at both sides, blindsighted eyes tying off crimes, commander in chief and fighter pilots flying, high into oblivion: glorified dying, messes disbanded into distant times, fragmented meandering and persistent lies, David and Goliath ride off into the night.
I write so I can see through the night I sail to find oceans in my dreams But all I can reveal is the notion you’re not real I wish I could tell your story if only with a kiss it was sealed it was never the touch of your skin which caused commotion beyond […]
I have fallen from instinctive grace, a lame excuse for shameful games, fame is your trophy I lay slain, vied myself between fury and fortitude distinctions cut with unconditional magnitude the only solitude I wished for was inside your arms heart beats in situ I remember your eyes were my i’s how are you today is […]
I used to rose petal you with poetry Peachy words filled with love and integrity Pepper your edges with perfect pieces of personality Originality, hallowed protection and civility; Regardless of how much I selflessly give I am an essence you no longer wish to receive; A purity diluted with fluted belief It revolves around you […]
You’ve got me inside your skin. An angelic hymn. Something you’ve always thought, wasn’t even him. Chances were slim, compressing. Destined mentions. Long windows of time. Blurred vision, double lines. I remember your face behind the curtains, blue as an inky sky. Faded starry nights, trying to find your self in deluded plans. And you […]