Virtue holds withered peddles. 3/25/16

He loves me, he loves me not

I lie here as the peddles rot

I need the life of a gorgeous bloom

Not here in a lonesome room

I want him here in my sight

So I can hold him strongly tight

None of which my heart desires

Lies in this rooms, but lighting fires

Soon now he'll be my destiny

I'll just wait till he comes for me

He calls through clouds and whispers at night

But it's not the same when he's not in sight

Holding my life like a bucket of water

I'll always think of him, he matters

Things will turn out more than it appears

Better hopefully with no fears

He'll be here, I'll be here, its virtue

But in the end we pay our dues

Life doesn't hold on forever

But always got to make the better. 

My tourniquet 3/11/16

"Hush!" He would say in the dead of night.

"Must you be so loud! They'd catch you in sight!"

Can this world be of peace or of wondrous view

Can't we all just be understanding and not refuse 

This world seems bitter and quite demise 

It's crazy, unreal, it's gets me by surprise

"Stop thinking out loud my dear!"

My mind is so over whelmed with fear

"Quiet yourself and be prepared!"

I can't! I'm nervous! I'm scared!

We let loose of the engine, cut the brakes

Jumped the car and was gone without a trace.  

Cold endure 3/4/16

The darkness brews on the cold summer night
I hold his hand while it's love we fight
Strong and steady we stand for hours
Waiting for that one moment to be ours

He grabs hold of my face as my hair blows along
He kisses my cold cheek and then hums a song
I smile ever so slightly to let him know I hear
I hear his heart finally overcoming fear.

"Does my love for you show just enough?"
He leans again and whispers "my love?"
My eyes grow tired but my heart leads me wake
For I knew that I had all of it for him to take

I'm not afraid of his immense love
I know that when I die well together above
So what more could I possible endure
Only the fact that I fear nothing cause he is pure.