tonight I cannot reach the words to find you
you lay just beyond the window
past my reflection
I'm reminded of your illusion
as I watch semi's in the distance
drive through you
you are the night
and my love for you the stars
and together we share the moon
and all her memories

Dust of your white’s and find your smile boy
tare dresses to the floor with bare feet
and make love on wine stained sheets

This is why we are here

smoke grass
gurgle love
tell them its going to be alright
we don’t have to sleep alone tonight

This is why we are here

let the night come alive
tell the shadows its okay
it’s okay to taste the sun
it’s okay to come undone

This is why we are here

love trips, soft hips
smiles and toe tips
lips in rain
and all the pain

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I am haunted by the sound of marching feet on old dirt streets
turn your whiskey and give it to the ground
let it sink into the bones of memory
as spirits of yesterday wander valley’s unknown
the thought of you settles like dust on mangy leather boots
broken in by obligation and old love songs
did the white porches and rolling hills of age give you all they promised

through whose eyes did you see the bombs fall on spring fields
through whose ears did you hear the screams of the forg... read more

I hope this finds you smiling, I like your smile, and I like it even more when I have something to do with it. Well the valley is quietly lost in a snow storm at the moment which makes me happy, I'm burrowing down in my room with all the supplies I need to keep me content for a while, well not all, if you were lying here next to me whispering your 10,000 questions into my ear then I'd have all I need. Please excuse my frisky behavior but I'm not in the mood to sensor, maybe its the storm, i... read more

Those that scare me the most are not the ones that feel hatred more than love or fear more than hope, but the ones that feel nothing at all. Those that hold vacant eyes unwilling to let go, unwilling to fall through the womb of life howling for more or pleading for it to stop. Those that wallow about lost senselessly in the mind of it all. So I asked you to dance and you sighed and said maybe later.... Maybe Later?