It's over

It rained to hide my tears
This tropical storm

One month after he said
i love you

I set you free
I set you free

My tempest
my storm
my passion

my tears
my rain
my unkissed mouth crying out

to do- nothing
to say- nothing

My breath removed by this strong wind
My heart torn out by this squall

Out of my cage, my bird
Out of my heart

Without me

let you go?
only tears
i want you back
i want to take it all back
take you back
sorry, sorry, sorry,
and more tears
like a fool
with no restraint

No.

you can't do this to me
you can't decide for me

No happiness

I am soaking wet in this rain.
you don't keep me warm in my nest
like when you wrap your arms around me

you don't hold my lips with yours

I can't even think about how we kissed

and I all I can do it cry
like a little girl

until my eyes are puffy
until my tears blend in with this rain
until it stops raining
until I have no more tears
until I beg you to stop
until I stop

Love broken

Love I guess
broken broken broken
heart
How can we not be, not see, she sees
She can and she sells bagels
She says love
when she sees us
broken broken broken
heart

Used car lot with a broken broken broken heart

We say love when we see
each other
hold hands on a trail though an
enchanted forest
with a dragon
garden
that breathes fire, when she can't breathe air
not one breath, only watery tears
made of salt

pointy snake skin shoes
radio sound, low, low prices.

If we hold hands how can we be on
two paths
too many tears
two directions
to hold
two holding hands
to love
two sets of hearts
too much
to is her heart break

swollen eye lids
iced
sad girl
with too many tears under her lids

can't see
can't stop

broken girl in two direction
love i guess

Fiery

This is me. Fiery

I am hot sause, red headed, hot temper passion,

radiant sun burning with too much oxygen.
Bask in me.
not just hot- untouchable, unbreathable
but burning up.
I am torred, I will fight you. I will win, or I will keep fighting.
We will be at war. Don't even try to overtake me
Combustable

bright, so you have to shade your eyes. Headache.

up and down mad woman. You are rabid

You are a lunatic
consisting of fire, in a fire soup.

Spicy high voltage electricity electrons, protons. Preasure

burning and boiling inside, stir me. hold me. drink me. taste me

like intense pain and pleasure. lava.

I will burn your tongue,
you will lose your language
bite your lip, and it will feel like a kiss.
I will damage you.

I am in love. I adore you.

I have never done this before although you would have thought so if you knew me but you don't

first blog

very first

Have you ever wondered what it might be like to live in a yellow submarine? or a pink one? My life is the same as everyone else is. Its just that most things go wrong but turn out better in the end; in my never ever ending lesson of patience, strangeness, determination.

I have no luck

I have the best luck

I wear charms around my neck,

on my key chain,

pinned around my desk

I have no luck

I have theft and break-ins

I have coups

and politics

I have volcano's

I have sink holes

I have guns pointed to my head

I have tropical storms and floods

I have airplanes that don't fly

I have fights

All this, and I live underwater with locks on my door

underneath the surface below the rip currents

in my pillows of wave in a fire of black rock ash

where airplanes don't fly they sink like holes

I can't breathe, I am drowning,

although I am a mermaid

that is why I need my submarine.

I work on my karma