Wednesday, April 29, 2015

The Burn

Who stole your smile?
I never got to see.
I've looked for a while,
but you hide it from me.
A heavy cloud follows.
You've told me - I know.
It carves you out, hollow.
It already shows.
I'd hold your hand tight
if only I could reach,
but try as I might,
this distance, I can't breach.
The shadow engulfs you
until you are lost,
but I'll shine my light through
until our paths cross;
I'll call out your name
'til I hear mine in return.
My storm is the same:
the wind, the rain, the burn.

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"You can tell by the lines in my smile that I have been around for a while." Incubus Smile Lines

"Black rain, black rain, don't catch me low and cover the sinner sun. Black rain, black rain, where can I go when you leave me nowhere to run?" AA Bondy Black Rain, Black Rain

All is Fair

Warm all over
and bare naked,
the lips of your lover:
there's nothing more sacred.
Tangled hair
and a mess of sheets,
all is fair
where our legs meet.
The quiet tells secrets,
the noise only lies
and I know that your weakness
resides in my eyes.

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"And I will hang for you And you will hang for me And the northern lights Will take us in like refugees Over our heads, over our heads  And a lovers' waltz will turn until the end." AA Bondy Lovers' Waltz

"And you're holding on to me like an old love that you know every inch of." Minus the Bear My Time

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Passion and Peace

I feel your breath
on the back of my neck
and your arms form
familiar, fleshy sheets.
I wonder if we
could stay right here 
forever.
The smell of rain
wafts through 
our window's screen
and floats into 
our atmosphere.
The clouds 
outside
are heavy 
and dark.
They cry out 
for passion and peace.
As their tears
fall upon cement,
the only music 
I hear
is their pitter 
and their patter
and the pounding
of your heart.

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"Well, Amy hit the atmosphere, caught herself a rocket ride out of this gutter. And she's never coming back, I fear. Anytime it rains, she just feels a lot better and that's all that really matters to me." Counting Crows Amy Hit the Atmosphere 

"You are the smell before rain; you are the blood in my veins." Brand New The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot

Thursday, April 16, 2015

Serenity in Silence

The sun's shine
seeps through
open windows
and lands
longingly
on our lips.
Stillness soaks
our sheets.
Serenity
in silence
bleeds beauty
and peace.

Delicate dusk
descends,
drowns us
in darkness.
But our hands
stay warm;
our cheeks
turn red.
Leave it unsaid.
When you dream,
I am
reborn.

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"In a world of chaos, she can be your silence." Copeland In Her Arms You Will Never Starve

"Oh, I dream to heal your wounds, but I bleed myself." Sunny Day Real Estate In Circles

"Sew it on. Face the fool. The mirrors lie; those aren't my eyes. Destroy them. Raise my hand. Reflected in savage shards, a new face, a soul reborn. No..." Sunny Day Real Estate Seven

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Left to Wonder

My broken brain was unaware.
My hurt heart wouldn't see.
And I don't think I breathed the air
before you breezed by me.
I'd never seen your face before.
Your voice was sweet, but sullen.
I knew I couldn't take much more.
I knew that I had fallen.

An easy eye, a soft smile,
I wondered if you knew
that I had been lost for a while
searching ‘round for you.
But now that I can breathe in color
and hear the sun's warm rays,
you've left me nothing left to wonder
except if you'll come my way.

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"I got lost on the river, but I got found. I got lost on the river, but I didn't drown. I got lost on the river, but I didn't go down. I got lost on the river, but I got found.” The New Lost Basement Tapes (Bob Dylan) Lost on the River

Synesthesia
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Wake Up Soon

I'm sure I'll wake up soon.
I know this dream lives in the shine of the moon,
but I think I like this view.
And I hear the clouds all singing in your tune;

they spill our secrets softly
and I see you in each puddle pooling lonely on the ground.
Whisper your sins so sweetly
so our foolish angels never catch a single sordid sound.

I only wanted to
know the color of your eyes in full bloom.
You know they tell your truth.
And I feel the sunset in each glance from you.

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"And I dream of Michelangelo when I'm lying in my bed. I see God upon the ceiling. I see angels overhead. And He seems so close as He reaches out his hand, but we are never quite as close as we are led to understand.” Counting Crows When I Dream of Michelangelo

"The moon is down and heaven is waiting for us to find her in our sights with focus that's strong, but my strength keeps slipping.” Further Seems Forever The Moon is Down

“Please come dive in puddles with me.” Saves the Day Jessie and My Whetstone

Friday, April 10, 2015

I'll Sing Along

You found me bleeding
and sprawled on the ground.
You heard me weeping
and hated the sound.
I'd been in a brawl
between head and heart
and I'd lost it all,
wasn't very smart.
You patched me up right
and kissed my forehead.
I held your hand tight.
I won't be mislead.
I was lost in my gloom,
but you are my map.
My eyes are in bloom
and now I'm on track.
So, please stay right here
and sing out your song;
always keep me near
and I'll sing along.

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Love Makes Pupils Dilate

"And I got a car loaded up with gas and parked right outside. I got a city map and a mission in my mind. I just need someone ridin' with me, a brother to my right to keep me company in that big ol' car outside." Kevin Devine Yr Damned Ol' Dad

"Can we try to be here just for a while?" Good Old War Looking for Shelter

"I will whisper a song in your ear, oh, the things you've been missing, my dear. If you remember the tune, it's all I can do. Just remember I wrote it for you." Sherwood The Simple Life

Steady

Safe in your eyes,
but alone in my bed,
I watch the sun rise.
Your song's in my head.
Do you search for my hand
like I reach out for yours?
It's more than I planned,
found you up in the stars. 

Cold pillows, cold sheets,
cold toes, and cold fingers,
my brain feels obsolete
while - my heart - she still lingers.
She's pounding off beat
'til yours comes to steady.
Until the two meet,
she'll never be ready. 

So, I wish I had told you
when I had my shot
just how much I love you
because it's a lot


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"Midnight on a beach on the Mediterranean and I miss you. Even here, taking it all in. The sand, silvered, carries the moon on its shoulders. Is it possible to put this night to tune and move it to you?" Minus the Bear Pachuca Sunrise

"Why does my heart always beat before yours does?" Saves the Day Three Miles Down

Wednesday, April 01, 2015

New Jersey Rain

Sometimes, New Jersey rain
sounds like your heart beat.
In my voice, you hear the strain
as our limbs stretch to meet.
Desire: pretty and plain.
In our hymns, there is heat.
I lost the words to explain,
but somehow I'm complete.

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"You said yes and I thought of how beautiful the night would be." Saves the Day Sometimes, New Jersey 

"Here's a hymn to welcome in the day, heralding a summer's early sway and all the bulbs all coming in to begin. The thrushes bleating battle with the wrens, disrupts my reverie again." The Decemberists June Hymn

Thursday, March 12, 2015

When I Arrive

In the words that you said,
there were lines that I wrote;
if I can't sleep in your bed
may I pass you this note?
You're my captain who led,
but won't leave his sinking boat.
I'm in over my head, 
but you're keeping my afloat.

And this is our fable
or whimsical tale
in which we're both able
to patch up our sails.
Toss me that cable
and hear the winds wail,
but keep your heart stable 
and leave me a trail.

The waves will drag me under,
but you'll lift me toward the clouds.
We'll beat the roaring thunder
whose laughter is so loud.
The seas pull us asunder, 
but we made ourselves a vow
that any slip or blunder,
we will suffer poised and proud.

But then the skies are blue once more
and we are still alive.
Yours is the hand I'm breathing for,
whose passion makes me thrive
and I'm the one to whom you swore
you'd do more than just survive.
So, here it is: end to our lore
and you're my home when I arrive.

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Saturday, March 07, 2015

Quiet Romance

I dreamed us in
a silent movie.
I touched your skin;
I felt you truly.
A simpler stage
in black and white,
let’s turn this page.
There’s nothing quite
like what you said
inside our score.
The words you read,
you wanted more.
You take my hand:
a brilliant dance.
This wasn’t planned,
quiet romance.
The white moon rises
revealing sins,
showing disguises,
pulling our strings,
but this song plays on
as you hold me near.
Until the dawn,
hold tight, my dear.

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"I have become a silent movie. The hero killed the clown. Can't make a sound, Can't make a sound. Can't make a sound.” Elliott Smith Can’t Make a Sound

“So, this is strange. Our sidestepping has come to be a brilliant dance where nobody leads at all...where nobody leads at all.” Dashboard Confessional The Brilliant Dance

Stop the Clock

My head is on fire.
We're walking on a wire.
Look down and you'll fall,
but it's entirely your call.
Stick me back on your shelf.
I know I'm not myself
and I think that the moon lies.
She can see into your eyes.
Your voice sounds the same
as it breathes through my flames
and I think I should be bigger,
but your finger's on my trigger.
Fuck the fault lines and the fences
and all of your past tenses;
figure future in a wine glass;
pile up mistakes en masse
because nothing else feels quite like this
and now I need to taste your kiss.
So, stop the clock,
the tick and the tock,
and tell me one more time
how you just want to be mine.

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"She walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land just like she's walking on a wire in the circus." Counting Crows 'Round Here

"And I guess I could be bigger, but I'd rather make you pay." - Pedro the Lion Rehearsal

"I'm looking at you through a wine glass. I'm watching the light play games with your face. I'm tracing your mouth with my fingers. I'm trying to pick up your taste. And will you dance for me?" Kevin Devine Fingerprints And Photographs

Monday, March 02, 2015

Safe from the Sound

There are things that I 
should say to you
that you should never 
have to know.

They could slip out
in my sleep
and slither into
your subconscious.
They could crawl inside
your beating heart
and wrap it up
warm and tight.
They could offer hands
you'll never hold.
They could tell you truths
best left untold.

So, I'll bite my tongue 
or choke on my breath
to keep your ears
safe from the sound.

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"Don't, don't, don't, don't, don’t, don't say you don't love me. My beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beating heart could stop. This hemisphere in your company for forever or for now.” Maritime Don’t Say You Don't

"You're just holding my hand if I hold you.” Good Old War Looking for Shelter

"I fear the sound and the silence that we've found.” Hot Rod Circuit Fear the Sound

Thursday, February 26, 2015

At My Worst

You feel the pounding
of my head
in yours.
You sweat with each
hard beat of my heart.
I know I've warned,
but you've never heeded
and I'm looking more 
and more
defeated.
Don't know whether 
it's you or I
who's truly cursed.
You always get me 
at my worst. 
(I'm sorry.)

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"I hope for the best, but nothing changes. I'm sorry." Radical Face Glory

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Work Backward

Sometimes, I start
at the end 
and work backward
trying to see
how I got here,
how I got to you.
Arms don't reach
as far as they need to
and voices can't
touch the clouds,
but I can see 
the stars glimmer.
They shine in my eyes,
but I want to see 
their glow
in yours too.

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"I been working on my backwards walk. There's nowhere else for me to go except back to you just one last time. Say yes before I change my mind." Frightened Rabbit Backwards Walk

"Your breathing is quickening. Take my lungs; I owe you. Lost and cold now, there’s a place in my arms I can keep you. A billion stars and here we are, the same bit of dirt holding our weight." Copeland I Can Make You Feel Young Again