Warm - buried beneath sheets and another;
so accustomed to this place I occupy:
always able to find the lights, lover
to me alone and always happy to sigh
alongside me, huddled 'neath the cover.

Sharing the night as we shake away drink
taken with friends in the earlier hour -
slunk into bed as our consciousness sinks
and delves beyond us as we cling and cower
together with our fingers interlinked -

we find familiar contours and fall slow
into the cradle we have so missed these days
spent separate. Against the fading glow
of the moonlight, slipped between the tattered shades,
sleep takes, despite love; saved for tomorrow.

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Love Hate Relationship

Feels like I’m being tore in two. As that creature of habit wears into you.
Same shit, day in and day out. Nothing changes with pleasure or shout.
The days go by and you’re still the same. Drowning your thoughts with electronic chains.
“Relax, relax, relax, I just want to relax.” You’ve been ‘relaxing’ for days, you’re driving me insane.
The light from your screen blurs what you see. Nothing around you is clicking up stream.
You torture me with your sloth, and pride. I've never loved and hated someone so much.
I don’t want perfect. I don’t need perfect.
I need peace. Peace of mind you’ll help when I need. That you’ll be aware of the scene. That you know what’s at stake. That I know you are headed for your dreams, instead of you making me want to pull my hair out and scream.
But all you do is sit and wait. Make a move, show that you’re true.
Don’t wait for me to leave you behind, wishing I hadn’t given you a second of my time, for you to turn around and learn what you had to do, when this whole time I have been telling you.
Your games, your internet, it’s all a drug, and you don’t even know you’re addicted.
Saying others are scumbags because of their need, while blocking yours out by the lights of that goddamn screen.

Vale of Life

I walk through the forest of my haunted past,
Not knowing whether to turn or be stead-fast.
My heart cries out in the darkness of my shattered mind,
Crying for that which I desperately seek to be mine.
I glance at the path I’ve traveled in these long and dismal times
And see there my broken and shattered heart lie.
I have had none in my arms ever to cause such pain,
But this pain comes from watching love go away.
Seeing my love with someone for whom they are poisoned by,
Crying out to save you from then, but all you do is stare and then.
You vanish in the blackness that my eyes may only see,
You standing there in all this confusion which I long to be,
Long to be a part of something to give me just a little glee.
For throughout my life no light was there,
Not one little light as warm or as cold as yours.
For with you I am happy,
Happier than a pure dream.
But without you I am dying,
Fallen Dead face first in amidst the smiting.
So I cry for my loss, as well as your own demise,
But I know that you are blinded, by a lover has-been.
You cling for you fear no one else will love you,
But you are wrong you see.
For I love your laugh, your smile, and even your quiet cry.
I love you for being you, and not just for your falls.
I bring with me an ember, an ember with which I see,
All that you could be, with or without me.
But as you sit with the poison, you accomplish nothing as he wants
Sitting, wasting in your silence, as I cry out from the mist.
If only you would know this, and come and sit with me.
Maybe then we could be, all we’re meant to be.

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The View Above My Rearview

The view above my rear view is near you,
capturing your shadow upon my reflection—
this poem is in dedication to the stars,
the moon, and the thought of this one girl.
Dark is my horizon yet I keep my eyes on the
view above my rear view, my surroundings
are dim but my guide shines my front view…
I see in clear view the day’s end in my rear view—
sunlight dimming slowly like night’s
eyelids closing gently as she falls asleep…
Metamorphosis views become my side views—
but I keep my sight on the view above my
rear view; if you only knew what I feel for you…
In full bloom I want to howl, devour your love—
until you bleed on me tasting her sweetness on
my fangs…

Driving under the influence of her love, consumption
of emotions, shooting stars throw me off course—
her view above my rear view keeps me mentally
align with the universe…
The view above my rear view is passing me by—
I won’t make it my pandemonium because every
month you come-by…with sincerity I wait for you here.
Speed limit is on cruise control, thoughts out-of-this
seconds feel like minutes, this very moment I don’t
want it to end…so I pretend like I don’t care.
I’m driving faster now, I lost sight of her above my
rear view—
I’m almost home now, David’s star is my compass...
re-route! just to see her again above my rear view…
Visions of this one girl come to mind, but why now?—
thoughts of her and me together in an instant past but
I don’t remember when…

With her sight gone from all my views, I return to the
feeling of lost and found; I lost sight of Venus, but
found compassion in an afterthought…
The night is still young, driving in circles, the influence
is wearing off, the emotions are losing focus, my mind
is weary, eyes teary—
clouds over me cover her light above me, I know my
way home in the dark—
still have this girl on my mind though…could she be
related to the moon??
around the corner from my home, I slow my roll—
stop! park my car…
Venus is no longer a view above my rear view…
she is now the view in my rear view—I remember this
girl now…her name is Luna.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Luna was the Moon...

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