Back Then

 i know you

when we met

for the longest of times

in the smallest of moments

i will never be rid of what was

and that is my penance

Look At This Photograph

 These empty photos

are the closest we will come

and the smile you show

in these little shots of heaven

are the only happiness

we will ever share again

Sitting There

 You sit at the horizon

a flesh made sundog

beautiful and breathtaking

yet just out of reach

String Dreaming

 A puppet sleep

a puppet dream

stringless stitches

on the deepest of wounds

Child of Geppetto

how do you breath?

Curses!

Breathless

deathless

unyielding for

forever lost

forever in to

Curse the queen

her whelp too

curse them now

always and forever 

true

Begging For It

 Brightest stars

and moonlit mornings 

those are the magic times

i beg for