dream on dude
dream on fields
grass
seed
dream land

dream on dude
dream on wood
peel
leaves
dream on tree rings


dream on dude
dream child
smile
hug
dream life

He said "thank you"
I don't know why.
Didn't ask, just stayed still
And quiet
As he moved afar
Then I moved afar
I looked behind,
the distance was long
But I will always wonder
Why he thanked me and then went on...

Love:

How little she knows me, loves me all the same

Hate:*

If she knew more, would she hate me like before?

As I watched you walk
With your hands in your pockets
Alone and lonely
But seemingly peaceful
I thought
His fingers need me.
I didn't mean the *****, sultry, perverted kind,
I meant they needed my fingers
So they wouldn't be alone.
So I came up to you
And I walked next to you
As you looked down at me,
Amused, confused,
I gently took your wrist out of your pocket
And threaded your fingers through mine.
And you protested, and you tugged, and you pulled
But I said
*"I heard your fingers, calling me, and you need my fingers, so please let me be."

The stinging bites of those tiny teeth.
Coloring my skin.
Branding me with art that touches my soul.
As the pain brings such pleasures, not to be spoken of.
I needed that.
Deeply.
Secretly.
Pulling it in and spreading it throughout.
It's almost too much.
Ahhh, the cold, wet kisses it better.
Takes me back, I'm ready for more.
Clearing my mind.
Redirecting thoughts.
I lose myself in the melody.
Deep breaths.
I can do this...and so much more.