boxes

People-invisible boxes-
prisons containing us all-
in order to break out, we have to delve within...
deep, deep within...

connect

When was the last time you let y'self connect?
When was the last time you felt something?
Looked another in the eye and gave a shit?
It means something you know...
I daresay...in the big scheme of things...
it means everything...

Lover's Leaving

By the light of the full moon, love me, then leave before the dawn breaks.
Feathery soft kisses on my face, love me, then leave before my heart breaks.

Cinderella

Hold me tight, with gentle care...
Love me tonight, in the night air.
Kiss my lips once, twice, three times...
Then leave me my love, before the clock chimes.

nothing

nothing is the same...
nothing matters...
nothing feels right...
and this nothing-
has become everything...