I Miss Our Love (08.24.12)

I miss our barren desert
With nothing to quench our thirst,
Where there was maybe one
Tree to sit beneath
And read quietly to ourselves
With a few bare branches
And only one lonely leaf
To catch the sunshine.

I miss that clock without hands
When hours passed blindly,
While our heads laid in bed
Sunk beneath pillows
And our bodies twisted
Together beneath sheets
Like a candy cane
Glued together with sugar,
So sweet, so sweet
We rotted our teeth.

“Good morning beautiful girl,
Let’s never let this end.”
And we tried our best,
We tried to make it last.
Like those last few pages
Of a really great book,
We read slower and slower,
As we knew we were hooked.

I miss that hole we dug together
Digging day and night
Every night and every day,
Deeper and deeper,
Darker and darker,
But always together.
Dirt piled high from side to side
I’m not really sure
What we were trying to hide.

I miss our hopeless love,
Our naivete and passion,
We both always knew
That we’d never get better,
But at least we knew
We were always together.

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Wonderland (08.12.12)

Oh, what have we here?
A new road I can see,
Where upon restless rocks
Lay rusted metal keys,
To open the gates,
And quickly so quietly,
Make my escape.
I walk through the fence
To have my sight turn a blur,
And the world I once knew
No more the world I prefer.
A few steps further,
Something stops the time,
And without much thought,
I feel my heart unwind,
From a place of fear
To a place undefined,
In this place here,
I just might find…
Within grows delight,
So further I proceed,
Wandering in Wonderland,
So wonderful indeed.
Through a jungle made of vines
And wistful white, tigers eyes,
Trees adorning blue
And greener are the skies.
Wafting in the air,
Floating through the trees,
A plump pumpkin spice
And light lavender bees,
Making their way
Through fresh morning breeze,
Over the Rushing River
And between Sahara’s Seas.
It’s summer year ’round
In such sweet Wonderland,
Where beauty is found
In every sight and every sound.
Where clocks never tick,
And mules never kick,
Where music never stops,
And balloons will never pop.
Beyond the white gate
I’ve made my escape,
Near Sahara’s Seas,
And the skies colored green.
Where the lavender bees
Live in blue bashful trees,
Between jungle vines
And the tiger’s white eyes.
To say I’ve gotten lost
Would be a lavish lie,
But I couldn’t care less,
As I float into the sky.

We Are What We’ve Been (08.07.10)

We are what we’ve been, but such is time
That we art and are in, but all in line
To set tomorrow’s tone, with utmost ease
If we are not alone, our wants we appease

We are what we’ve been, but we are kind
We take each other in, and our hearts do bind
And shape to the mold, with utmost ease
If we are not too bold, our needs we appease

We are what we’ve been, but such is time
That we change what we’re in, and never ask why
And as in most cases, we are what we’ve been
Such is time, that we can change what we’re in