I have a notebook dedicated just to you
Every page is blank

smoking like a fired arm
slave to smooth long legged charm
half of the bottle's already gone
a few more sips wouldn't harm

well, what's wrong with a little destruction

some gasoline and combustion

dam up all emotions and **** it all to hell

i fantasize you croak like toad, in ditch, six feet you fell

It's not the reflection in the mirror
it's the image we put into it

You Talk, i listen.
That’s the way this works.

You ramble and You monologue,
while i keep my lips pursed.

i wonder if You’ll notice,
i haven’t said a word..

But you simply entertain Yourself,
and i remain unheard.

Give me the colors of a rainbow and I'll be your heart's extol  
or a petal from your favorite rose so I can place it in my soul;
Send me the pillow the fairies have gleaned with watermark  
I'll hold it to my chest until I hear the melodious coo of a lark!  

Be a Spiritual Gem inside me, I will polish and make you shine  
like a soaring star I'll glitter so you know,"I'm truly~truly thine."