Stranger in my mine

and as she holds her rosery
I am condemned to her
knowing our truth apart.
because I am outside of you
and the window is quiet in
both of our travels.
The thought of not thinking.
Of you and the thought of
Not writing inside this thought;
Poetry death.
Poetic infidelity poetic
Dreamers are dreaming through
Our nameless thoughts.
Come closer to me and
Hear the senses of our past
Nuanciate with our now.
they all find their reason
on his distracting skies
they all paint their
highs they all paint
their many lives.
and I am powerful and
you are my thoughts.
I am powerful and you
are inside me.

Stained

Written in you for a while

Now and the missing letters

Are now floating above where

We used to fly.

Freedom in your eyes and

Disciplined in your upper chin;

We decided to be here.

I will fall in your arms and

The heights will follow us into this

Stapled Abyss and our morning routine

Will dance to that choreographed

In love with love. The writing of

Our us

Finally yours

Diseased pain was

Our reasons for not

Needing anymore reasons.

I am covered in your heat

And beats off of your velvet

Ocean are crying in our us.

Fevering to see how

This will bleed. How this will

Be my extreme void in

Your suddenly here and

Absolute. The endless of

Our beautiful destruction

Leads to your withering

And my  quietude demands

This glistening eye to harden

To free itself to grow apart

From this material. To be and

to be and I am yours to be.

Inside out

forming inside the walls
of my vacancy the travelling
submerges into our substance
unknown. it waves with my
longer torso than supposes
into the supposed.
if wondering who I am
was yours to keep
I am complete in your void.
I am absolute in your title
I am in awe and I am perched
off freedom's rain. 
I've closed us in you
we in me I've married the one.
I'm climbing these cliffs
Because the mountain
swollows me into nothing
I'm am less of me in all of me
Because you are inside of me.
When you were planning me I was
Letting go of you.
While holding your tilted
Future I decide you as I decide
Me. you are sublime
In my effortless and i am
Hardened in your
Invisible cartilage.
You are the divine in
Me and I am the secrets of
Your dreaming.