"Define my heart and call it yours;

Remember the light inside my eyes, 

Cherish the firework stares.

Burn your breath upon my skin;

Pull me tight into your dreams, 

sing me deep for all the world. 

Wrap me up and love me silent;

Weave your threads between my fingers, 

Paint your life onto my walls. 

Seal my lips with vibrant color; 

dance through swirling starless skies, 

catch moon tears from falling black. 

Paste my soul into your flesh;

Squeeze me into existence,

show me the wholes inside your heart. "

                 *But still I ask:

                 What happens when it's over? 

       What happens when the sun rises and sheds light 

                           on this 

                     bittersweet tragedy? 

                  What will we have become? 

*Please rid me of these memories, 

            and give me the emptiness I long for. 

Scars

Bleeding remarks pierce my soul.
                
                      *But you are alive in me.

Say what they want, but when the time comes
only we will know whats best.

I'm terrified of the mistakes I will make tomorrow-
               for anxiety is a force to be reckoned with.

But no one can cross these lines we draw-
          *When will we learn stubborn mindest gets us nowhere?

So speak in colors of burnt red & August yellow-
Paint me a kaleidoscope of heartfelt remorse.

Travel across time and erase cruel words from all consciousness-
Let the sunset on presentday troubles.

Take my scared heart and cradle it in your palm-
recognize the sown-up stiches from wounds you first inflicted.

And when time has passed and the stale air becomes fresh again-
Take my seared hand and let me stare
                              into your sorrow-glazed eyes,

Then cry in out in silence as I hold you gentle.

                                   * And finally know we are new again.