Time Travel 2011
take me away to our secret hide out where our hearts can heal and thoughts pour take me away
Get into your book And I’ll write about you in mine words to a sentence, a muse to an artist You are ever
July moon and everyone went a little crazy drug crave sex craze
There are two lovers on the couch I sit behind. Their faces just inches apart, holding one another with endless tears and muted words. I feel the fear and uncertainty in the energy they...
I could drink you up. Word after word that delicately fall from your lips onto my ear.
I wonder if I’ll ever have the Pleasure of waking up next to him or listening to his heart beat
with the simple fact that she’s asleep on my arm.
remember me, pencil and paper? we used to be the best of friends
That was real bare on the bathroom floor These shelves Dis shelved Deceit
you’re the colors in my heart The brilliant shades of orange and yellow
subtle attempts at satisfying loud desires maddening silence but trust
I’m searching for my heart is it lurking under the floor boards Has it sunken far, far away from me
He is eluding me quiet in sigh
silent beneath heavy kisses I sometimes wonder,
I’ll paint this tin can and tie a little string Hang it on the receiver and I’ll be ready