Yes.

I want

you
always to know

I adore you.

 

I adore you.

 

Around You

Spin me
Spoon me
Circles around the sun

Love me
Lick me
Circles around the moon

Find me
Follow me
Circles around the sink

Move me
Maul me
Circles around the water

Trust me
Try me
Circles around the street

Wake me
Wish me
Circles around you

Spin me
Spoon me
Circles around you

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Dissolution waits

The world is a collection of beautiful things, if only you would open your eyes.

O return to the place that you came from

Be that a place where your soul stirs in the breeze

You close your eyes and fall into the euphoria

Again I find my reason in that corner where I am set free

Carry me with you, to the place of sincerest joy

Living in a fairy story, if only in a dream

I seek out my place in which I came from.

Extremely so, but not Critical

A beauty refined
to toil and wind
A grace througout
to crash and pout
A tone morose
to perch and host
A day undone
to regret and stun

lady be gone without a thought
a day forgot and on goes on

Pretend

Tick tick tick tick tick tick

Equal the days that I remember your face

Tick tick tick tick tick tick

A fallow state masked by compulsory need

I am on a friction high, clinging in ideals

tick tick tick

Take the nature sighs, dragging days, happy

You whisper, I hear only shallow swallows

tick tick tick

Spinning tops, are soaked in vodka stops

A sickening drain, until desperation seeps

Tick tick tick tick tick tick

Time to grow up.

Name Goes Here

Bang, Bang, Baby. Hear me squirm

Then follow the ring

The way can’t clear

Sweet lovely things cling tight

Detriment to a career, a desperation most clear

What fellowship

Holds the hand that gives forward ways

To lend

They miserly be, a grating grind that halts

In no man’s land.

Desperate action dictate

A fleeting faulting purge.

No screams, no cries, claw the grind

Chip away, bang, bang, comes but once a day.