Give Me More

 And if the sun never shined again,

On my olive skin- 

I'd know that our sin was beautiful. 

I'd know that my soul was indebted to you, and my heart was at your mercy. 

And I'd be OK with that. 

Because at least I got to love you,

Unconditionally. 

And I know the moments that we shared made time stand still....

Because our souls were on fire,

And still are. 

It is this torture of this human experience,  that made me love you.

It was your flaws and imperfections. 

It was your fierce light, and your laugh.

It was the safety of this secret we've created and held on to. 

I lay down my sword - and allow my raw thoughts to be explored. 

Give me more.

Summer Rain

 Do you ever,

Have tears fall,

When you aren't crying?

Eyes becoming a leaky faucet, 

Or an unexpected summer rain?

Do you feel the pain,

Of the numbness?

Hell's Eb & Flow

If Hell is where you met me,

Would you show me what Heaven looked like?

Would you take your wings and shelter me,

As bullets made of words fly?

Would you give me back my halo?

Or leave me there to die?

If Hell is where you met me,

Would you sit and watch me burn? 

It's my own grave I would've dug- 

Yet Angels love I'd yearn.

Am I just a fallen Angel,

Or the Demon that I know?

The one that dips in shadows-

To forgo the eb and flow.