*SOUL KISS*

DRUGS and SEX is over rated

when talking leads to touching?

and touching leads to sex?

How could she make herself stop crying

because she wanted him so much?

How could she make herself move on

when she still loved him?

his brown eyes, sweet words,

the smell of him, in every dream,

he was the divinest thing she had,

the perfect, POET, sex GOD ?

So how could she let go?

he was her light in the DARK ?

like the STARS and MOON

like LOVE an PEACE in her heart?

Falling in an out of love?

sweeping her off her feet ?

she put her bleeding heart, in his hands ?

so why couldn't he sail, away with her ?

It takes time ?

to open up a HEART, and a box of DREAMS ?

her only drug, was his love?

she only wanted to see him smile....

all the things they could have been ?

but she's looking for love

in all the wrong places, in the dead winter cold?

when the colorful leaves are gone?

from the magical trees...

she falls to the SNOW, hard ICE.....

WINTER hauling, killing her?

SUMMER loving, she can't take it?

The stars an moon shinning? the rain dripping?

if it was as easy, as saying 123?

saying "I love you"?

then love could last forever, so perfect in her world?

Looking back at those days?

she fell in love with him,

for a million, billion, reasons ?

but if she wanted love, why couldn't she get it?

if it wasn't in doubt ?

so what is love ?

is it hot ice, melting away her heart and soul ?

when the ROOTS of love GROW .....

from the depths of the

SOUL an HEART like plants?

love is the root to all good?

but sometimes it kills?

because it is to good, you can't explain ?

with a thousand words?

love is over rated when your young?

and your heart can't take it?

the sadness, sorrow, pain, heartache?

but in time it will mend, but time feels like

forever when your a kid, a virgin,

a Rookie, new to this game called,

love .....

SAD SIDE OF THE MOON ....

Trying to hold up the world by a thread
as the colors slip away with time
the days, years with sadness, a cold breeze
into the dark they go
like a sweet dream or a nightmare
in the lonely days of her life
the sadness, boredom hits like a gun shot,
through her silver golden heart
life is liquefied to a river of emotions .....

stoned, suicidal cutting herself, to Mozart, Beethoven, bock.....
bleeding playing movies in her head ?
of old sad memories, taking it all in ?
driving so fucken far away?
but some how ? they always came back, taking everything...
and the sorrow is 100 x 100 ?
the sad ocean of emotion's ?
all the things that made, make her, cry, happy, sad, sweat, fall
panic, scream, die inside.....
the battle of the mind, the empty hole inside,
the peaces of the puzzle, that need to be put together?
the loaded gun with one bullet, the words, fingerprints left behind?
but the sorrow, pain sadness of life
is in the details of her little little life, that doesn't mean much ....?
in the palm of her hands
finger nails, her brown eyes,
her face that drips like liquid, every time she looks at her reflection ....
it's in her thoughts, soul, heart
in her words of the truth ?
the words she speaks of, about life in all....
the things that make her who she is?
thats where the sadness sits, inside killing her?
cuz on the outside life is perfect, a fake.......

* Kiss Click Bang *

Boo! the wisdom is in the silent, depressing trees,
the soft night blue, gray, black sky ....
in the moon with the face, that glows .....in the stars so bright ...
but lost of self identity, the poetic suicidal words, that linger in the air?
feelings, emotions that crash against the rocks, like the ocean waves ?
but kiss, click, bang the sound of a bullet in the rain, will the sorrow go away ?
Vodka, JD, Whisky, the nights aren't wasted, they're lived ?
the drugs sink in and hit the spot ......
weed, pot sniff sniff meth an coke .....patron, Smirnoff, UV on ICE,
mending the sorrow away ?
shooting the gun or not - fucking or not ?
a rubber condom on a dick, drip drip multiple orgasms in the the sack ?
intertwining together.........
masturbation is not a crime........
but not making your own happiness, could be one day?

Love, drinking, fucking- a rush and thrill- a virgin trying to break free.....
abstinence is 100 % safe
multiply pills x condoms = 70 to 80 % safe?
not a math major- to say at all....?
arithmetic's, mathematical division, chemistry, science and biology ....
= a Soc/phys major were they all intertwine .....
lost in a jar of pure virginity, innocence, pure magic ?
were clocks don't exist ? taking the focus out of the now?
but used and abused, no one will ever know anyone ?
her soul cries, his heart bleeds, the chain of love ?
she loves him, his heart wants her, but she wants that guy ?
so the rules of attraction intertwine with the rules of love ?
so were is the honesty, truth in it all ......

The ELEMENT of LIFE

Believing is the key to the soul an heart?
but flying is the hardest, when her feet are deep rooted?
when her wings are cut? and her lips are swollen ....
for she who does not read, will not be wise?
intellectual, smart, perfect and full of knowledge?
but rather ignorant, not well rounded ......
powerless, useless, and UN educated ......

But running from life
with depression, smoke in an empty Jar .....
like a sweet, sad lullaby ?
but a few dints, cuts, scrapes hurt deep inside ......
as perfection, wisdom , mathematical sex, knowledge,
and liquid writing, become an obsession......
for a pure virgin hoping for better luck in the sack.....
for a rock en roll, poet, sex god .....
so as for being sexually frustrated, to being curious about
masturbation, giving BJ's, kissing a guy, and making love to him ....
it's depressing, when she doesn't know where to start .....

But a murder of the soul and heart ?
for it is in sorrow, melting away.......
as the pain drips from her fingers and her eyes .....
the sadness that slips from her mouth ?
so may an angel save her......
for the stars are so dead, and have lost their brightness.....
but for love is what puts everything together .......
holds it tight, for it always comes back to love ?
when the sun doesn't shine, everything falls apart,
angels can't fly, when the road gets dark, the seasons change,
hope, faith is lost, the world isn't fare, and no one is on your side....
it always comes back to love ........