Star-Crossed
Into the stillness of a dream
The day had been what it'd never been
Wide swing, warm coffee, chilly day;
Words flowed from fingers, come what may
When up I glanced,
Oceans of Mine
In The Beginning
And then, the flow began:
The life that was their own,
The life that was her own,
That urged a broad wingspan;
No longer words, alone;
No longer friends outgrown
She found true
Clichés
Please don't tell me how great I am
If you're just gonna walk away
Frankly, I don't give a damn
I'm here now, let'
Haunted
It's never
"I don't love you"
And it's never
"I don't care"
It's always
"I crave you"
Silhouettes of You
Waving just beyond the window
Swaying just beyond the blinds
I sense your sensual energy flow
And I can't, for all of me, reach you
And I can't forgive