an intensity in a moment floods meyou smile at me and I get tripped updamn it, I blushyour charm is disarmingsacred honesty, it makes me uncomfortable, this vulenrabiltiyyou wield your sexcaptivated I stareglancing at your furtively until our eyes...

my sadness sufferswept understanding my tears formyour shadow loomsstoic resolve you don't need meoccult need I'm a groupie in your shadesorrow gleans information from your silencejilted passion longs for your touchbut I'm pretty when I cryyou covet my longingdesire...

It's been locked away for so longYou're asking me to allow you the keyTo push open the door that's so strongLetting you see what can never beDo you hear the thud, thud, thudDo you know what it could beDo...

Why do angles cry?    On angelic faces,    Leaving tracks behind.    Leaving traces,    On a wound,    That cannot heal.    From lashes of words,    Made from steel.        Why do the tears fall from grace?    Upon this fragile place.    Weeping and    Wallowing    From this ache.        Why does it feel like I am losing control?    This never-ending...