Then the Cavalry Came Rushing in. (5.11.17)

All life to me seems a stormy sea,
Till your hand holds mine.
Love, dear, oh you wild thing.
Some kind of otherworldly trance
Sets into my bones
As I lock into you.

Star-bound lover, how cruel of fate to tie us up so tangled.
As if pale Death thought he could keep me from you.
With his hands full of stolen hearts.
Not on my word, for it is us together
That can bend the hands of Time.

All I know is what I've seen,
And everyday this world grows darker.
Let us be the beacons we so desperately needed,
Allow all your light to shine through
And I will magnify it in all regards.

Through this misty forest,
Something new peeks through.
The feeling a small ocean thralled girl had never felt before.
Not hope, for that we have in spades.
But happiness, for the first time in forever.

We lucky few who tore through the fray,
Are charged with a glorious purpose,
To heal those who were wounded fighting by our sides.
Darling, now it's time to get better.

Desire (5.13.17)

There is a place where I go,
When the load is too much to handle.
A place to rest and let the problems tumble,
Off my back.
Where I know they'll land safe.

In this place of holographic hue,
Prismatic sprays across the rocks.
Endless stars giggle and flicker above me.
Within this grove of weeping willows
I whisper
All the things that I desire.

The feel of skin against mine,
Sweet chocolate and fresh sunshine.
This place to take reprieve from the storm.

While I am alone here,
I am never lonely.
You see, sometimes, if I'm very quite
I can hear The Universe whisper back to me.
Through the ever falling water off the boulders
That contain my secret grove.

It says in a quite, nearly not there, voice.
"I have given you that which you desire."
And I remember the freckles in your eyes
The way they shine at me after a heavy rain.

The Universe has granted me my peace in you.

Interesting Developmental Magic. (03.30.17)

Violence isn't your vice, it's mine.
Amongst other things, like my Lust or Pride.
You've seen the sinner hiding behind these eyes,
You reach out in absolution.

You seek to do the impossible,
To leash a hurricane and contain sunshine in smile.
Somehow, with a strange and developmental magic,
I believe you might just pull it off.

I stand like a grecian statue
Aphrodite who walks with wolves,
You do not fall to worship, but stand at attention.
Arms, like oceans, waiting for my embrace.

We are two sides to one story,
Water and fire tumbling into one another
Some cosmic stardust binding me to you.
Because you do not quiver.

I am carved from the toughest stuff,
Strong as a bull, and stubborn as one too.
Somehow, through an interesting propriety,
You are strong enough to hold me.  

I N D I S P E N S A B L E (12.29.16)

A kiss to my Third Eye and your world becomes clear.
Here we are clean, washed free of remorse and fear.
Held in arms like mountains, infinity stretches within my reach.

Around us a green haze, colors mix and dilate.
Like pupils, we grow, we learn.
From each other and from life, forever intertwined.

This moment is a micro cosmos.
Stars, so impossibly vivid, blink in my vision.
I can't tell if it's the on-coming headache, or actually a nebula.

Our hands interlaced, like the strings on my old leather boots.
These hands will take me just as far.
Gently tugging me along, lifting me up the same way.

I polish your ring with a kiss,
You are the king here.
How I love to watch you rule.

We seal the moment with a kiss,
Two speaking parts sacrificing the same thing,
So that the other could breath.

You are indispensable to me.

Goddess (11.4.16)

Pretty Girl without even trying
Bats her eyes and wins the world.
Lusts over a boy who left her crying,
Smudged her makeup and ruined her curls.

So Pretty Girl got all dolled up,
Wore her high-high heals to worship at that alter in the sky.
Said goodbye to Sad Boy who sent her flying,
Said goodbye to the ones who made he lie.

"I'm no pretty girl," Pretty Girl would bash,
Cause Sad Boy got so scared,
When other Pretty People noticed her.

Pretty Girl loves Sad Boy,
So when the anger fades, the heels come off.
She'll be his pretty girl,
Until she's not.

(5.3.16)

Allow me to speak your praises,
To carve your success out of
My skin.
Let my sacrifice be your original
Sin.
Let the sky thunder and crash
Wondering what storms would come to
Pass.

Greek Tragedy (6.16.16)

Come to me all lovers.
For I know how this
Story ends.

Live in me unhappy
Hephaestus.
With your rough
Hands,
And wide eyed fury.

Sing to me downtrodden
Apollo.
Let your cries end
At my bosom.

Kiss me sad
And lonely.
Until you feel whole.

Refractory (6.29.16)

He is a child of the sun,
Spurned by a world who would not know him.
His heart is warped wood,
Rotten in some places but still beating.
He still pulses with light.
Whispering to the stars above to
Deliver him from the ache of living.
What he doesn't hear are the stars,
In hushed tones the remind him of joy.
The light shimmer of dew on grass
The droplets reflect the brilliant saccharine orange that reverberated through the mountain tops.
The way clouds roll lazily overhead. 
The fresh scent of wet earth after an unexpected storm.
He weathered that storm, 
And finally he sees the sun on the other side.

I Guess I've Read Too Many Books.

I have so much to give away.

I don't need all this love in my heart.
I don't need all the pretty words in my head.
I don't need the extra space in my car,
Or a cold spot in my bed.

I don't need visions of stars,
With no one to share them with,
And it's stupid as fuck, but.

I want someone so goddamn bad.
I want to be wanted,
And cherished,
And loved, and worshiped.

So I can want,
And love,
And worship in return.