just thinking of you
life is good, occasionally blue
wish it were you that i could turn to
you’re probably somewhere in peru
miss the lather, shampoo through fingers
sitting, reminiscing across dinner
you’d ask what i was looking at
eyes and all, highs and gone
thank you
i’m just passing through
June 2014
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Read more: a sunday
a few feet
you and your creed
wish i had you at my feet
remember these, i plead
come to me, come to melying with sand – my eyes
a book atop, hands beside
i show restraint with you at bay
words i say, you let them playi hate, i hate-
you’re the only need, but you seethe
laugh without any grief
one day i hope you need
maybe not mei hope the ocean sweeps
the hand you hold stops, looks back
plays the game and leaves you at bay
just so you know how i felt
back on that sunday -
Read more: june
june first blues
the way i remember you
your mind, the way we-
regardless, i find timewish it went, that i didn’t mind
but when you know, you know
maybe two aren’t supposed to last
that two are only supposed to attract
for a momenttime brings us together and leaves us nonetheless
i don’t have regrets, i don’t kiss the necks of many
even when i was twenty, i always knew where to place a penny
maybe you’re not readyyet i sit, i’m waiting
i have days where you vary
days where i live vicariously through memories
but like i said, i wouldn’t for anythingback to breakfast at tiffany’s and a summertime night
where we sit in the cemetery
i treasure forever, professor
the weather, the pressure, the way i know “never”
how you’re probably somewhere in denverthe sound of music plays, i’m gone with the wind
i go from june, to july, to august, september and your birthday
these months kill as much as you
so i lie back, remember the different shades of blue
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i’m a freshman criminal that disregards all things biblical
you play principal as i stay invisible
always unconditional, i play fool, you play youjust a god, walking the ocean, playing with stars that aren’t his
while i hang around bars hoping i might bump into him
i freak, at my knees, not you
eleven, eleven, i plead, it’s you i can’t seewe run parallel, never seeing another
i stay afar where as you move without regard
all the years, the stairs, the wars in my mind
keep you at the door, while i lie on the floor
wondering if i could’ve kept you at least once morei walk, move, shake with earthquakes
it’s you i wake for, it’s you i sleep for
i stand at the door, wondering whether to open or leave shut
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your face
the way your tattoos
grove with you
move into
out of youno need for dates
wipe your face
lick your lips
skipped third basenever would have guessed
press your chest
we go, you go
you sing the bluesback to your home
your vacation blues
just a cruise
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music soars, fears are short
doors wide, reminiscent of time
i sit, write
think of days where you were minea poem for you, a thousand more
god, shut the fucking door
are you still alive?
haven’t heard of you in awhiletoo much terror to check
somewhere, laid on a deck
early june
the waters cold, blood rushes
fingers begin to prunea wreck in the sea
the salt stings
baby i’ve got wings
a guardian angel for youthe blue, the you, the way i love you
end of time, it’s no crime
flip a dime, kiss your slime
wish you could mime my mind
that we could go back in time
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lying in my mind
grasp the edge such a rush
playing in revengedown and cool
thoughts no longer pure
back to black
just a thrift, so usedlie back, you play the fool
open you up
use my tools
wipe the bloodbaby, this is how it feels
turn on some blues
how does it feel to be the fool
just being youtake the stand
why?
the best was when i cut off his hand
the band played and all of the sudden
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Read more: drive-in movie
i miss your arms
your sudden charm
the dissolution in the air
brought sudden tears
all my fears suddenly appeared
nothing was clear
the way you kissed my ears
my cheek when we met
how i pulled away, said what?i wish we could go back
lie in the back
a drive-in movie
i’d look over
such a beauty
