Cold

the winter wind
slowly creeps
into the seams
of my black
double-breasted
pea coat

the chill
on my bones
sends sparks
running into
my nervos system
as messages
fly into my brain

im cold
on the inside
underneath
my jacket
and somewhere
between my
skin and bones

i know
its the weather
but i cant help
but think
its something
more personal

cold like
a body
that just
let go

cold like
a bed
with no
one to
sleep
in it

cold like
my hand
without
yours
entwined

If Love...

If only love was like candy

Sweet
Delicious
Chewy

If only love was like coffee

Soothing
Aromatic
Warm

If only love was like Christmas

Fun
Happy
Worthwhile

If only love was like candy

Maybe
It
Wouldnt
Hurt
So
Much
Anymore

So Far Gone

A summer's kiss
violent and free.
The sound of sorrow
seeping out.

A drop of rain
on your glasses.
Kissing their frame
like a lover.

The taste of sweat
against your lips.
A constant pain of
something lost.

The dreadful feeling,
knowing that
everything wont
be okay.