Your poems are so beautiful
They are what gets me through...

I cry my morphine tears
As I hover through the night...

Skies go high above me
Yet the ground is far below...

I know I am pathetic
And I can scare you to death...

Red is for love, hell and fire
Black is for death, pain and desire...

I don’t want to tell you
All these messed up thoughts...

I appreciate your comments
All those little things you say...

A bright, happy, friendly girl
With golden wispy hair...

Your words sting as the touch me,
Burning deeper in my flesh...

I followed that music,
As it lead into the sea...

For you I will promise,
To stay here one more night...