can feel the light's burn off me

can feel the light's burn off me.

The feeing as time leaves

as each move becomes a universe in itself.

something of a dream

make believe, or reality.

professional entertainer of the insane makers

instead of what the media programs us to think.

I find these thoughts bound in a torture.

a self loathing of yearning for another.

I’m plagued with a lover’s heart.

I’d do anything for her. but now I find my heart is not in the same place as it once was.

places don't feel the same. time to re-enter the game.

try to get things right this time around.

I feel like screaming

so loud that it would

scare me to death.

sometimes when I close my eyes I’m in a place where I can let out this madness that buries itself in hidden places of this mind.

the heart yearns for love, romance. the forgotten pleasures that come with the soft slow touch of flesh.

midnight eyes

I still feel forever in your arms.

like waking up for the first time with your embrace.

reaching for every moment in your eyes