Please make me stay,
why should we say, Goodbye?
Open up your heart, give love another try.
Don't close the door,
don't let it die.
Please make me stay,
we're running out of time.

Didn't I make you smile,
more than I made you cry?
Didn't I bring you pleasure?
I can still hear your sighs!
I'm running out of reasons,
I'm running out of rhymes.

Please make me stay,
why should we say, Goodbye?
Open up your heart, give love another try.
Don't close the door,
don't let it die.
Please make me stay,
we're running out of time.

Don't you know my heart breaks,
just the same as you.
Don't you know I feel pain,
in the same way too?
I'm running out of words,
we're running out of time

Please make me stay,
Please make me stay.
Don't close the door,
don't let it die.
Please make me stay,
we're running out of time.
we're running out of time.

Don't let our love run out of time.
Out of time
out of time
out of time

Maybe the ropes were a bit too tight,
the act a little too real tonight.

He kissed the bruises on her wrist.

Kissed the red marks where the candles dripped.

Submission for her was a game of fun,
She chose him to be the dominant one.

He played his part, he drove her hard.

But he played this game for love.

Roles reversed,
Miss Submissive dealt the cards!

Tell me what it is you want me to see
Sometimes my mind wanders, or wonders,
I'm not sure which.

Maybe it's both, maybe it's neither
Maybe I'm just overcome with desire.

You often have that effect on me!

Anyway!

Tell me once again, what it is
you want me to see.

I'll try to pay attention this time.

My God You're BEAUTIFUL!

Do you know that?
ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL!!!

Lemonade sun and tangerine dreams.
Voodoo smiles and passionate screams.

Lying in wait, like a wolf in the night
Teaching pleasures of ****** delight.

Kiss me like a stranger,
A lover you've known all your life.

In your deepest dreams in your darkest nights.

I'm always here to satiate your call,
The spectral lover who knows all.

Deepest urges, darkest desires,
I'll guide your hand, quench your fire.

Then release you my dear
when that lemonade sun
comes pouring in.

One final kiss
But I'll see you again.

I'll always see you again.

Even if it's only in dreams.

There's something about the rain
that brings comfort from the pain.

That washes away the tears,
or at least masks their stains.

That chills a burning heart,
numbs the throbbing pain
turning the world blue in solidarity.

Do the angels cry with you?

Sometimes it seems they do,
as we lift our heads for Clarity.

Smiling through the pain
for there's something about the rain,
and in knowing the world is crying with you!

You touch the spot on my heart that makes it beat.
It flutters for you and my life's blood flows.

I see your face when I am sleeping, 
awake you're my dreams come true.

You're a kiss in the moonlight, 
a walk in the rain, 
and every romantic cliche, 
that you could think to name.

There are no words to express all the love I feel for you, 
but as a poet I must try, 
until my days are through.

So I'll end on a line stolen,
repeating what you once told me true.

(You have bewitched me, 
body and soul, and I love, I love, I love you.

I never wish to be parted from you,
from this day on.)

Thank You Jane Austin.

I love to walk through cemeteries
reading all the stones.

Not the names so much
as the stories that are told.

I really like the old ones
where the live oaks grow.

And the dead lie in shaded
gardens planted all in rows.

Marble angels look towards heaven,
with weathered wings and robes.

stone cherubs represent nameless babies
from a hundred years ago.

Fine cut pillars of the hardest stone,
mark graves of rich men who died alone.

and in the farthest corners
the small cement stones.

barely readable names
of people no one knows.

But the soil is no worse
here than it is over there.

And the angel in the center
just pretends to cry.

Honestly, she doesn't care.