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I have been willing to concede, And even willing now to bleed, Anything to extract the seed, So I could possibly be freed... Free from the memorie..

I don't long for him anymore. I no longer want to explore Ideas that caused physical war. I think I made it to the shore. No longer drowning in ..

I don't want to change you, So I try to change me, But I'm finding my needs Won't bend so easily, Then my soul is confused. It just wants to be..

Cut off from communication; Shielding the current sensation. This painful heart amputation Leaves my soul in protestation. 8/1/2017

If I could pull him out of me like weeds Then the roots would shed a trillion seeds The seeds would grow a zillion weeds And so on infinities. 7/2..

I've always had a fascination with eyes. When a soul speaks to me, it is no surprise. I see more parts of me that I recognize, Just living their li..

He stepped into my Soul and there He sat with his electric stare. I was completely unaware Just how this whole meeting would fare. But then I l..

How do his kaleidoscope eyes Continue to just mesmerize After all of the time that flies Different paths of compromise? Morphing hues right in f..

I wanted to drive by his house today. The yearning was strong... but I pulled away. There's nothing else that I wanted to say, Except maybe just..

The truth is what hurts the worst; That my heart was ready to burst, And I enhanced it with my thirst, Expecting to be reimbursed. When cravi..