is it in yet?

darling... do I know you? you're not the same person I fell asleep with last night. [I woke as someone other than myself] I have no idea what this story is reading to me. inbetween the lines, forwards, backwards [backwords], mirrored words. all john's hand on his cock. signatures of love and your life in my hands. you woke between my legs and I slumbered in a nightmare. it was all hand in hand, one season flowing, storming, changing into the next. the leaves fell like our clothing, all emotion melted like snow on hot skin, the sun rose to a climax in the heat of the passion, flowers bloomed and summer was. beautiful. but when I opened my eyes to breath I realized I couldn't see. my dream was blinding me and I drowned myself in lies of thoughts. [lots of lies. no thinking involved. I've found in order to speak it helps if I don't think first. otherwise I become lysdexic. then I only make sense to myself.] unplug, let go. you're not allowed to be stuck. you were a motion last night.

now you're not even a name.

pretty heads and hearts

dear love,

I heard you were asking around as to my well being. I thought it better heard directly from the source instead of third or fourth voice and all misconstrued. I'm sick and the sort but such is the season, one of loss, change, cold hands, and sad hearts. The clouds are drawing warmth from empty arms and I'm waiting for tears to turn to snow. I have a feeling you still care, which is why I'm sending you this.

I appreciate you.Thanks be for being. You. I.

lonely yours,

kate

does it make you mad

so you see now, I hope at least
why it cannot be, we can never be
I'm soft for someone who's not you
there's something beautiful about it though
feelings like fire in your eyes, in the air
a sad hollow voice whispering within
memories of a future out of reach
held by some other's hand
a warmth in another life you can't live
everything until now was a neutral grey
now blacks and whites consume colors
blue, red, pale, straight lines and curves
untouchable to the senses, in the senses desired
driven to the edge and brought back
how does one administer reality?

everybody's gotta learn some time

hold it back, the tide between your lips
fingers finding buttons and knots
a gasp escaping from my eyes and you see
la la la low sweet lover, you do this to me
rushing feelings, feelings rushing, I feel
whispers and shouts your body speaks to me in silence
that space in sleep of sparks and dreams
electricity and minds at peace in one
you do, I do, give, take, give, give, give
my me to yours to hold close from the cold
after the sun rises, so do you leaving stars
and flowers worn weary and happy
happily waiting to bloom the next night
water me in your sight and touch
I grow in your absence in the hopes
that our tomorrow you want to leave less
and come back more, come back for more

sweet night take care of mine

if I could be the sun in your eyes
when the doors to breath open
every morrow a kiss to steal you
to seal you as you who is mine