Yes, it's the song that never ends...

or, same song, different chorus, or how about, same words, different harmony. Regardless of the sound, the words are incredibly old now, and I am sick to death of listening to it. I think I need a new record to play.

your actions are louder
than any word ever spoken
your choices tell the lies
your mouth forms with words

trust is a broken window
shattered and splintered
on the ground around us
it's not my fault though

you never said 'No'.

emptiness is a verb

my heart still aches
at times
for 'used to be's'
and 'was'
before 'she' entered my world
and yours.

why do you have to
love her?

the air feels heavy
with unspoken words
they are hanging
in the room
between us today.

I am tired.
*sigh*

response to a poetry challenge

I love to watch you slither
your body smooth against the sheets
sending chills down my spine
I quiver with anticipation
already savoring your hunger
on my lips and tongue...

your scales gleam in
the light of the candles
irridescent in the flickering flames
our shadows entwined in a sinuous dance
mimicking our movements

time is an ephemeral concept
not worth noting as we connect
in this physical dimension
tune out the sounds of your life
for you are mine until the sun
is as burned as we are

consumed by our passion
and then reborn through
the sweat of our pleasure.