Open your eyes

Take a look at what stands before you

Stop fixating on the unknown

And start reading the pages

These words have never been seen

What she doesn't realize is

From the jump, she's been read

Intensely covered front to back

Each page carefully mined

Every word curiously inspected

As though he gazed upon her in real life

Together the words sound like the perfect melody

As smooth as Tennessee whiskey

And as warm as a glass of brandy

She doesn't realize it, but

She's being read, every day

Starts from page # 1

These words are mine

I create them and speak them

Not you

Craft your own story, negative or happy

Your choice

Stop with the hatred putrid vile you spill

This is my life, my words

Focus on your own

I get to create the tale I want

For me, for them, without you involved

How I want it.

Take your words and go

I've had my fill

I can't promise you the perfect life

However that may be defined

I won't promise you the world

Whatever that may hold

I won't say that all our days will be easy

However, I can promise that I will love more today than yesterday

I can promise I will love more tomorrow than today

I can promise you endless romance

Thoughtfulness with every move

Spontaneity at the turn of every corner

I can promise I'll be the shoulder you lean on in hard times

I can promise I'll be the one who celebrates your accomplishments

I can promise you emotion, desire and days mixed with nights full of passion

I promise love

Will you let me fingers run the freckles of your skin.

Will you let our eyes connect as they naturally do.

Will you let my hands grab hold of the hips that call them.

Will you place your skin on mine with no space between.

Will you let your heart beat next to mine like they are one.

Will you let your breath match mine as we interlace.

Will you let your head rest on my shoulder in the darkness of night.

Will you.

What it seems is not always what is.

What is, is not always what it seems.

It is up to us to gather the pieces.

Fit them together as one.

Unseparated by the grooves between.

Fifty pieces or a thousand.

Each still connect.

What support?

All you have done is create havoc.

A wrecking ball of madness blindly swinging

Pasted with shards of broken glass

Cut with each passing

Just as it begins to calm

You swing by only to demolish what was once peaceful

Support? That's not the word;

Chaos is...

Do you hear that?

It's the wind carrying you.

Just as it did when you entered my life.

It's taken you away.

If for a moments time.

Seems uncertain when it will be up.

I wish you let your sails down.

Where my wall once stood.

Your footprints remain, secured by desire.

Drift back to mend this unbearable pain.

Fuck the apology which hung on your tongue

You should never bring yourself to say those words

You stepped in when she stepped out

You loved at the right time and with the right face

You did not love the wrong man

Though my body laid in one bed

My heart laid in another 

And for that you will never apologize 

For the way our eyes met and meet

Or our hands touched and touch

Or our bodies danced and dance still

I don't regret one single word whispered in the darkness of our love

I promise that my lips will not stop searching until they find the soft contours of your skin

So she can take your apology that hung on your tongue and shove it

You won't bring yourself to say the words 

Because you loved and love

Because I loved and love you more