Seeds

dreams dangle from the strings of our needs.
no subtle introductions are necessary.
it's obvious my hopes are floating upon your whims.
take what is your and i wish the seeds you're planting inside of me take hold!

i grow attached to your touch.
the nuances of your kisses leave me trembling for more.
whenever my heart gets on the edge of falling in love with you,
my mind chants we are two adults having fun again and again.
i don't know if i jump if i could survive it when you leave.

i'm a pessimist with an optimistic heart.
you're my red candle and i'm yours with no doubts.
when you're near me i feel alive.
bring your seeds of desire to me and i will receive you every time!

the sound of your voice is intoxicating.
you love my greed and i love your ambition.
we're a hell of a pair spinning faster then bent air.
give me a piece of you that will never leave.
one seed is all i need;
then every tomorrow you will be with me!

you've worked your way under my skin.
i revel in the existence of you.
each new day brings more ecstasy.
the nights i only hold you in my dreams.
this puzzle is incomplete.
i'm empty with the pain.
i ache for you to fill me up with the seeds of your needs.

you surprise me with unexpected visits.
i run to you like i've been lost and now you've found me at last.
if this is a honeymoon phase i hope it never passes.
now i realize i can't stop this.
i crave your seed like a narcotic!

in my past there are booby traps.
bad decisions and mistakes riddle the stories i keep.
i can't explain why i think i've changed.
your light draws me into you.
the taste of you lingers on my tongue and mind.
i need your seed to complete me!

The Calm of Dying

i have to uncover my own voice.
i found my intentions, but i'm scared to tell you.
fear nails my mouth shut.
i'm not able to do this by myself,
but if you aren't in on this, it makes trying pointless.

september is a peaceful month,
full of the calm of dying.
nature gives up the ghost
and the leaves give one last show.
then they all fall down, dead, onto the ground.

i wish i had death's patience.
death never rushes, but waits calmly.
it knows we all have to die some day,
but i need to focus on living,
while i'm able to do what needs to be done.

i have to take my newly discovered ambitions
all the way to the end this time.
there's something i've wanted for a long time.
i never thought i deserved to have anymore.
now i'm sure my job isn't done.
i'm scared but excited too.

i'm giving myself a deadline.
you have to have a goal to achieve anything.
i might end up disappointed
or in a huge messy situation,
but i am ready to take this step.
it is better to ask for forgiveness then permission!

Dim

i wish life was easy for me.
i've used up all my get out of jail free cards.
now i'm watching the clock wind down.
i'm not sure if dying would be such a bad thing,
since the life i'm living isn't much.
only two people would miss me anyways.

i've put myself on cruise control.
my mind is playing tricks on me.
i thought i already wrote this down,
but the piece of paper couldn't be found.

i hate every day now.
i want to change, as long as it's free.
today i can't afford to exist.
every breath costs me fify cents.
i'm ready to go out of business.
it's time to close out this mess.

i'm not big on optimism.
i wallow in misery.
my happy dreams dangle in front of me,
like a carrot on a stick to a horse.
i keep stepping forward with no ambition.
i know i'll never win.
losing has become my best friend.

i don't know where this is going.
i swear i had a point when i began.
but it fled my brain and now the ink runs red.
i wish i could be brilliant,
but my light has always been set to dim.