They sit behind me, whispering
with tones meant for morbid scenes...
Silence is golden,
there is no need for words...
I love you more than I could
ever find the words to say...
Somewhere between home and I-65,
I found you...
The stillness of his calming
waterfall eyes, dew dropped...
I wish to unveil the metaphors
I construed in my head that'd reveal...
Hues of burgundy
lushly brushing the cheeks of...
Virgos are so full of pride they say,
so full charm they claim...
She spews insanity,
fragmented words...
I'm nearly sure that I live within those
heavy rhythms, the beats unknown that yet...
You stitched words and paved
lines with your silence. Took one...
You lay there
all helpless and naked...