(2013)
Also read "Paris"
if my vision was to part i’d still see that you are a work… i would still know that you are a… for you are the beauty in the dark and i am the thief in the night
Careful what you wish for... Paradise-paradox may be what’s in store
My spicy little spitfire– You’re full of fiery passion And I’m burning for you. People are starting to think You’re allergic to being away from…
My blank canvases are a bird or pl… Either way, sure to soar over your… Pace yourself, Greatness: somethi… With a thousand words I paint a p… I’m using not a pen, but a paintbr…
Loyalty—a lost art. To remain together Even when you are worlds apart. Focused support that’s unshaken Can’t be broken, can’t be taken.
Now it’s happening all over again. It seems like this marathon has no… Incapable of communicating; You took my language, cerebral, vo… Everything that’s used for convers…
Failure! It’s not until we face our fears, And in turn Not be afraid to fail, Do we achieve success!
To meet the eyes of another.. All the things you stand to discov… All the truths —the lies That the eyelids cover. To meet the eyes of another..
At the end of the day, what’s an “United States” without unity?
Windows to my soul, sunk by the sp… Right now fixed on a window to the… “Look in your blindside, tell me w… Are dreams the memories from our f… Trying to capture a moment unseen.…
Let your pen be your Knife, and paper be your wrist Bleed onto the page
center I just want to hold you– ...the whole you... If you ever need someone to console you or to control you,
I stand before you today Offering to be your knight; The guardian, The protector of your love... So concrete are my feelings,
I haven’t seen you in a lifetime And I haven’t felt this way in ge… My urges are Hidden and forbidden For now.
On the Battlefield there’s many w… Death even for those who stood bol… The ambrosia that is sweet victory The aroma– the smell– casting a sp… But the taste, its taste is foreig…