Thursday, July 30, 2009

The Well Of Dreams

To wake up next to you. And confirm that the images I saw on the back of my eyelids seconds before, have all been made real.

The Bargain






















He gave me that night back and this time, I told you the truth. We talked and held each other till the sun came up. And as I went to hell, the devil asked me if it was worth it. I said yes. Yes it was.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

The Building We Could Burn

I burnt my tongue on you. Now I've lost all sense of taste. Or decency.

Monday, July 27, 2009

The Peace In The Disturbance

I'll do every dish ever made. I'll change as much as I can without changing who I am. Just promise me you'll stay.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

The Princess Is In Another Castle

You cannot go back in time, even if you wish it with every fiber of your being, your heart and soul, even if you think about it every day. Trust me. I know.

Friday, July 24, 2009

The Screaming Mob

People will wish you all the success in the world. And then hate you when you get it.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

The Tower In The Asylum

Yet, no matter how accurately you write it or mumble it under your breath, it won't change the way things stand between you. A poem, let alone a paragraph, is not a magic spell. And the only people who can write those stay in padded rooms, listening to music no one's ever played.