AngelsTemptation

I hold my final breath, Firmly in my lungs, As my mind races, My eyes drinking You in, For the last time, I only have moments Left on this earth, The pain of losing you Blacks out the pain Of my beaten And Broken Body, The tears fall from Your eyes, Onto my face, Each drop burning, Weakly, I reach up, Trying to run my hand, Through your hair, You pull my bloody Hand to your lips, Kissing it gently, I can see the darkness, Pressing in on all sides, My final breath fighting To escape my chest, With everything I have left, With every ounce of my soul, I swallow the blood In my mouth, And tell you "Don't let th

Bathed...in moonlight... Even the stars...seem to shine for you... I...look down at your face... Breathe...your breath as it escapes... I'll...never let you go...(I'll never let you) My...love will only grow...(I'll never let you) I'll...never let you go...(Hear me singing) Feel...my love as it flows...(I'll never let you go...) Sweat...it tingles... Touch...it shivers... I...look down at your face...(I'll never let you) Breathe...your love as it escapes...(I'll never let you) I'll...never let you go...(I'll never let you) My...love will only grow...(I'll never let you) I'll...never let you go...(Hear me singing) Feel...my love

The light makes cheats of us both, so we change clothes in the greedy dark without looking or thinking twice. We do not touch, our skin afraid to lose or breathe too close. We pass in the street but do not acknowledge each other in buildings'reflections, in the glare of taxi cabs or the stiff pull of elevators. We do not rub elbows or let our shoulder blades press together. But I would know you anywhere - any place the sun is uneasy and the skin of us wears thin or strangers are told to breathe in another direction.

I thought I was a puzzle finished, Life unveiling all of it’s pathways leading Away from a former me, and to pieces, With Purpose to rebuild with an able body, Strong mind and soul. I thought I was the whole I searched, For after life’s unwavering scores of, Lessons and visitations. No, I was wrong, I will always keep growing. Becoming a, More completed version of myself. I knew it the day I met you. Oh you…. The you who mirrored me. The one with facets similar. The one who’s structure remained strong, And held up right along with mine. Astonishment followed, furthermore, followed by, The enjambment of a new yet old

Once Your fingers Formed temples with mine And we prayed For time to hold Us Sacred, to fall upon us And find Us divine Too grant Us Infinity Then Transcendence rang Aching in Ecstatic bones That called from within To each other Bodies whispering In uncorrupted tongues Now The paint flakes On the ancient idols And the Gods Gasped into existence And molded in faith Return to the earth And I pray That time will Hold you, not Sacred, but whole, Falling upon your shoulders My wishes A final communion Warm upon your back.

The monster lurks in the shadows awaiting one mistake silent for so long now ready to play. It expects no resistance for me to lie down to let it have its way. I WILL NOT OBEY! Vile betrayer I call it out by name. Scavenger, best be on your way. I will leave no hole for you to slip in for you to take my place. I WILL NOT BACK DOWN! I WILL NOT BEHAVE! You picked the wrong toes to step upon. I will send you to the pound from whence you escaped. You're out classed a child playing adult games you moved your pieces Yet I alone call Checkmate!

Trust me. I'm the model that smiles with jagged perfect teeth that sink into your dreams, Marble eyes as blue as the Caribbean Sea swaying with the breeze of your youth, Coated skin that shines like the porcelain heart you try to protect from the world, With bottled hair as golden soft as the rays of sunshine that surround all your happy memories. Trust me. I am the man in the bar with dimpled chin and sweet eyes that beg your salvation, Stories spilling between chiseled lips to tug at your tattered heart strings, With a laugh that plays along the strings of your heart like an old guitar, Leaving bitter sweet kisses on your sleeping eyelids a

I tape together a smile from pictures I find in magazines. Shout out the lie everything is fine from every pore on my wasted body. I'm drowning in the ocean of tears that I keep in a locked box behind my eyes. Counting down the minutes until I can shed my skin. I reach for the safety of my bedroom. Four familiar walls. Safe under the scrutiny of my own judgemental gaze. I sleep in a bed of suicidal tendencies. The springs are made of all the times I've considered giving up. I stuff my pillow with half-formed apologies. Letters to family and friends that will never be read. I wrap uncertainty around me like a childhood blanket. It's old, and t